Only a month later did Shadow understand that, time is much crueler than it seems... Still the same silvery white figure, still the odd quills on the head, still those golden eyes shining like bright stars, and still that naivety and immaturity. He was still the same Silver that Shadow met a month ago, yet to him, Shadow is just a stranger. P/s: Didn't intend for it to be a separate fic but I think it deserves it :v will try to complete it before the end of the year.
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