Somewhat A Hazy Dream

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In what way would life be pleasant? Good? Ok?
Questions plonder a particular fur amidst all the events happening in a time. Could he find such happiness to relive when he grows old?

For a particular individual like Henry Crudwell, he could remember things much as well to his likings.

A spark had lit him when he met him near a church, a flood of broken admiration and despair had washed him by, swayed with the cold rain and wind. Silence grew between the two then something had happened no one could've have known off

Every chapter has its own point of view since i dont like putting (this character) pov, try to figure out who it is ;)
Also first official story. Any feedback is nice lol

Also the "i met this stranger whos hurt so i took him in my house, even tho in reality its so unsafe and stupid" logic is present here, so bare with me cause this is wattpad so it doesnt make any sense