Lance was lucky.
He had a family.
He had a home.
He had friends.
He was safe.
He was happy.
He was lucky.
Until he wasn't.
Then he got shot up into space.
Stuck with people who were better.
Who always put him down.
Dragged in 10,000 year old war.
With nothing but a gun.
Stuck with his thoughts.
His dark depressing thoughts.
Slowly losing his happiness.
Until it dwindled away.
Lance was lucky.
But he isn't today.
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Happy St.Patrick's day! Heres some angst for ya.
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ФанфикProbably no longer updating Heyo.... I'm changing the description... again 😀 This book was the is full of the first things I've ever written, little stories with plots. The beginnings were..... horrendous. Hopefully, I have improved.... hopefully...
