SKY ⇻ [ bertholdt hoover ] ▼

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❝ he is my sky and i am his ground

together, we can make the world ❞

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Even from a young age, you were fascinated with the weather. You'd bury your face in illustrated books just to see how the background was drawn, and every day, beg your father - a local fisherman - to predict the patterns in the atmosphere. All moments of your life were breathed with at least half your brain filled to the brim with knowledge of types of clouds or how to tell when the sun would set.

But by far your most treasured memories were those of your older sister. Seven years your elder, Mamie [l/n] joined the Garrison and quickly climbed up in ranks to become one of the most respected squad leader in the branch. You missed her terribly; with the position she held, Mamie rarely found time to visit. But when she did, the stories she brought with her were always worth the wait. You were enraptured by the tales of the walls.

Yet more than anything, you wanted the stories of the skies. To be so close to them - to see them, to smell them, to touch them...you had found yourself longing for the day that you too would be able to join the Garrison alongside your sister.

That day would never come.

And you would never see the skies the same way again.

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start ⇻ 03202018

finish ⇻ ????????

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