I remember Germania saying this once to me when Germany was alseep. "We all started small, and with our own two hands we weave our names into history. From the mortal gods who reighned on this Earth to those of us who stayed as slaves from generation to generation, we all had something that made the world remember who we were." I ended up forgetting the i spirational part...and for some reason I remembered this qoute of his when I looked into the mirror today. Today I saw the blood trickeling down my cheeks, and today I knew that maybe I too would have to be as invisable as a memory. But could that really happen to someone as awesome as me?
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Zhe aweszome journal of Prussia: The last days
RandomThis is a small diary from Prussia's point of view during the last three weeks of his, I will update it daily I guess. But for now, feels~
