Razor
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Complete Sat, Oct 27, 201812m
"But you Holly, you were special. Like me. You have nothing, nothing to go back to. But you aren't me. You don't exist to protect others. You exist to survive. You have that light in your eyes that keeps you going, the will to live.
Don't ever give it up though.
I did, and I sacrificed everything for it.
I'm sorry."
A Oneshot inspired by the Fifth Wave. No spoilers, can be read and understood without having read the Fifth Wave. Razor is not Razor from Fifth Wave
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