Of Galaxies and Storms
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Última publicación mié, abr 17, 2024
"Why do you look so old when you're the same age as me Fox?" A young girl with brown hair and golden brown eyes asked softly, "It's because I was made to age quickly, that way I wouldn't be a child as long as you will, and so that I can become a 'Perfect' soldier faster." a man wearing White armor painted with red markings and emblems answered. "Does the fast aging stop once you're all grown up?" the small girl asked again, the man, Fox, sighed and shook his head, his answer caused the small child to scowl, "But that's not fair! why can't they just make it so you age normally when you're all big!" she's upset, he didn't mean to make her upset, he just wanted to tell her the truth, even if it was a hard pill to swallow. "I know, but I'm a Clone, I'm a soldier and that's all that matters to them." He states in a calm and dull tone, "No! it's not fair that I'm gonna lose you! I don't want you to die! why can't they just find a way to slow down your aging? you're one the best soldiers, you all deserve to live long lives like me, it's not fair!" she yells, thick tears stream down her face due to outburst. Fox stops and kneels down to her level and pulls her into a hug, hold her close as she clings to him, sobbing relentlessly, Fox starts rubbing slow and calming circles on her back as he picks her up and continues to his office, carrying the now passed out little girl in his arms, face stained with tears and snot.
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