The Half Pin
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 2h 3m
Ongoing, First published Oct 24, 2020
Mature
A burned down house. A half of a pin. And a tragic event that links them both together...

For Mo, things have come to a standstill, something that he doesn't seem to mind so long as squeaking by on a bartender's salary means that he keeps the guilt of that night just as sleepy as his life. So long as he can play the piano; so long as he can fill the air with music, both of these seem like the perfect escape--that is, until Anemone comes barreling into his life.

Loud, headstrong, and a little obnoxious, the return of Mo's old highschool classmate signals a return to his past; a return to his guilt; a return to every insecurity that the do-nothing, go-nowhere town of Holly's Post as able to lull out of him for the past few years. Because like Mo, she too is intimately intertwined with the night the Strongpaw house burned down. 

But maybe this is a good thing. As Anemone both figuratively and literally  shakes up his life, the two developed a bond that helps to grow and strengthen the other. 

Yet, Mo quickly finds this to be a delicate balancing act. One that demands him to embrace his new life, while facing his old one at the same time. One that can only begin to unravel, exposing the secrets of the event that binds these two at the night of that harrowing inferno. One that centers around a half of a pin...
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