In 18 days
- LECTURAS 12
- Votos 1
- Partes 1
It mostly never sounds real, but two different souls with opposite personalities could collide and make a change for themselves.
One is trying to survive while the other isn't scared to die.
To one, the world is pretty messed up and there is no point in being good. While to the other, being good should have no limit.
For seed, dying is nothing, living is hell and being good is no fun.
What's being fun is seeing the tears on people's faces, the drama caused after a heart break, death and grievance, cigarette and lighters and some weird basic 1000 ways to die.
In a world where the living is no longer living and the dead are with lots of regrets, what more could a living dead hope for?
But maybe as she lived her last 18 days there did be a lot to hope for.
Colliding with Tomorrow isn't a coincidence after all.
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