Fraser - (Fantasy/BoyxBoy)
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  • Reads 12,047
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  • Parts 11
  • Time 1h 33m
Ongoing, First published Jan 11, 2014
Fras has always been the odd one out.

He's never felt at home anywhere. He's just drifting through life, doing whatever he feels like and simply doesn't care. 

But that all changes after a night goes terribly wrong and then he wakes up in another world - A world where everything is far from ordinary. Things are more dangerous in this other world, that's for sure. So now he's got no choice but to wake up, because daydreaming is just going to get him killed. 

He has no clue where he is, but he can't stop. Dying is not an option. Not for him or anybody else. He doesn't know how he can survive in this world of darkness.

"Nobody can hurt me without my permission." - Mahatma Gandhi. 

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Filled with filthy darkness, the walls of
The castle stomped out the hopes.
As the sky chocked in it's own sea of blood
The boy opened his heart to the winds
And began to pick up the fallen 
Petals that screamed out for someone.
With his chest now opened, he slowly 
Gathers each flower 
To hold onto tightly in his warm hands.
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