You were the one who gave me the wings, told me to fly away, but why did you bind shackles to my ankles and wrists? If you love me, let me go. And if I come back, to always hold on tightly. Let me go. Set me free. I'm scared. //50 words
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Short and Sweet
FanfictionA (maximum) 50 word per chapter one-shot/prompt collection. These stories are inspired by single words/objects and will either be featuring Mamamoo, or un-named, leaving the characters to your imagination! If this explanation is still unclear, take...
