At What Cost?
  • Odsłon 301
  • Głosy 10
  • Części 12
  • Czas 1h 21m
  • Odsłon 301
  • Głosy 10
  • Części 12
  • Czas 1h 21m
W Trakcie, Pierwotnie opublikowano maj 29, 2022
Dla dorosłych
A boy fresh out of high school is dragged into a civil war. He sees the bloody hell that he's trapped in and tries to figure out which side to help. 

As he navigates his new brutal life, he gets hit with bombs, gunfire and many other close brushes with death. He tries to figure out what's right and what's wrong while facing casualties to himself and the people around him. 

With the help of friends, he goes into many dangerous situations as he fights for what he believes in, while trying to avenge his dead loved ones.

Story inspired by 'The Kite Runner' by Khaled Hosseini

Big thanks to @aromaticpain and @rhythmic_fries_7 for being by beta readers and editors.

Cover drawn by: @fishysussy on IG. Go follow her!
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