Silentium

Silentium

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The year was 2047 and our world was a disastrous war zone for the greediest men and women. Our homes demolished by warfare, our friends and families decimated to dust, and our population knocked down to a dwindling few hundred. The world as we knew it was ending all around us, left in horrid condition; rubbish surrounded the wasteland that we used to call Earth. We began to rebuild our world and worked together to create a new home for our future generations. But how will we survive when our rights are so limited and our government is keeping secrets and is corrupted?
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He's coming for me, to exploit me. He's learned my secrets and now he's coming. My lungs are filling with toxic air and can't seem to work, my legs feeling as if they are being stabbed. My vision is blurry and I'm slowing. No, he's going to catch me. He can't, I can't let him. He reaches me and catches me in a deadly grip, where I fall to the ground and everything is black. Where my lungs stop my heart, and the violins and cellos are finished with a fading legato bow. WARNINGS/TRIGGERS- Anxiety/Anxiety Attacks, Depression, Smut, Crude Language, Gay Slurs, violence/abuse, gay in general, gore (ish not really), character death. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY ANY OF THESE, PLEASE STAY SAFE ^-^

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