The Discord of Clouds (Lams)

The Discord of Clouds (Lams)

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Hamilton
"People like Alexander... they don't have precious items or belongings because they had nothing to begin with. They find no comfort in material desires. "But they have stories. They have secrets, things that they take to their graves and beyond. These matter to them because they are memories, just like photographs or letters matter to us. Alexander's secrets are his memories, his precious belongings from a life most of us could never know. It hurts him to remember, but he wouldn't let go of them for the world because they remind him that he got out. They remind him that he's still alive and he still matters." The title is taken from the famed letter Alexander Hamilton wrote about the St. Croix Hurricane of 1772.
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**I AM FULLY AWARE THIS IS BAD, ITS FROM 2 YEARS AGO AND ALTHOUGH I WRITE MUCH BETTER IM NOT GONNA FIX IT** Alexander Hamilton is a homeless immigrant with very little chance of surviving. John Laurens is a rich South Carolinian with a kind heart. What happens when their worlds collide? ______ "Jesus fucking Christ" I yelped, my voice dry and sick. The moment I opened my mouth I could feel my lips burst from them constantly being dry. "Shit!" Someone yelled rushing to my aid. I rubbed my nose as tears burned the back of my eyes. "Are you okay," I opened my eyes to see the most gorgeous man to ever exist. His bright, hazel green, full of life eyes met my standard, brown, dead one's. His eyes widened, "woah," he said. #1 in Lams Started: September 5, 2019 Completed: September 5, 2020 "Why the fuck are y'all still reading this" -Me (April 8, 2021)

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