Odd Tronnor One Shots

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The sea was trembling beneath my feet. The deep dark shade of navy was swirling into the shades of green. The sky looked sad; depressed and icy. Grey clouds spread over the sky like a massive universal blanket. The environment seemed blue.
But he was there holding my hand and guiding me through life. His emerald eyes were like forests; there were many mysteries behind them. I loved him so.
But then he let go and he fell. He fell to the death and pain he deeply craved. But like a virus, the pain spreads. Intense pain pierced my heart like a bullet. I screamed, and pleaded for him to come back.
But I know he never will.