Final Footsteps (Running Series Finale)
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  • Reads 874
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  • Parts 59
  • Time 20h 55m
Complete, First published Jan 28, 2019
We were all alive.
We were all together again.
Until...

A knock on the door.

"He's gone...He's really gone and I feel. I feel so cold, there's a piece of me missing and it hurts so much...I can't...I just..." 

Is this the beginning of the end?

Or the start of a new beginning. 

How many more steps are needed before they reach freedom?

Or have they gone one step too far?
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