Countries are immortal, they live for a long time. And in that time, they can fall in love. Sometimes with countries, sometimes with humans. But this love can be tragic, so, so tragic. When a country falls in love with a human, the human is likely to die before the country does. But they often leave behind small trinkets to remember them by, each trinket telling a story. These trinkets leave both good memories and bad, but they make up small pieces of the countries themselves. Both past and present, they are a part of them. This will involve stories of human lovers, and former older brothers. It can be tragic, or it can be endearing. Requests are open.
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