(ART IS MINE, AND IS OLD) (CRINGE WARN) (ABANDONED) He watched the gold liquid drip from his hands, standing the grass beneath him. The shades of feathers falling to the floor around him. Covering him in his sins. The gold owned by the two he once looked up to, the memories he cherished of the two fading away like the light in their eyes did. They begged him to shoot an arrow through both hearts, to fix the gold light that ran through every being. As he felt himself slowly crack away from the world. The necklaces fell from his body, into the hands of his love. The love he wasn't meant to love. He felt those arms wrap around his body. Feeling his body fade away, in his very arms. ====== started: 11/14/2022 ended: ??/??/???? ====== MOST RECENT RANKINGS: 1# rusame 12/10/2022 1# countryhumans 12/17/2022 1# statehumans 10/13/24

Russia and America are practically opposites...on the surface. Both of them have been through things that would break anyone normal. A broken body and a shattered mind fit them perfectly. But, if they're meant to hate each other why is it their hearts seem to leap out of their chests every time they speak?