He came. I stood up and brushed the sleeves of my coat.
"If life gave you a chance to live again, what will you do with it?"
"Stop being a naive fool, and live properly."
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03 09 | m.yg [seven] √
Fanfiction{Part 7, Ethereal Deaths} A revenge of one who doesn't know the true intention of giving. The tale of the giving tree, of sorts, retold. [Also available on: Asianfanfics (blackfantasies_) Ao3 (illusionary_dreams)]
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