Dying Eyes
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MatureComplete Wed, Jul 24, 201922m
The sight was all too shocking. Arthur cried hysterically as he coughed uncontrollably. The one person who would never leave his side, just left.
He backed up with great speed, tripping over himself with every step. He stood up, stared into the darkness of the sky, and let out a scream that everything in existence felt. It vibrated, the sound carrying through the trees and disappearing into the stars.
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