ᴡʜɪsᴛʟᴇ || ᴀ ᴢᴇʟᴋᴘᴠᴘ ᴀᴜ (Not Planning On Updating Anytime Soon)

Okay, so. This is my first fanfiction, and I don't like doing some of these things without knowing the people really well. So if I get anything wrong please tell me, I'm not good at this stuff. I'm also including myself in the book, as it is something I like doing, personally.
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Mega loves to whistle. It was the last remnants of his voice he could use, if you could even call it part of his voice. He whistles into the night, watching stars and the moon climb in the black velvet cloth that is the sky. Animals always rustle the bushes and hoot in the trees, paying no mind to the mute whistler.

Until a certain bush boy finds this whistler, and everything changes for the two.