🎕 Cᵒᵘⁿᵗʳʸʰᵘᵐᵃⁿˢ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ONESHOTS

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Every border is a wound that never quite healed.

Every nation has a voice - quiet, aching, and human.
They laugh, they love, they destroy, they rebuild.
And somewhere in between all that, they reach for you.

Here, nations are more than lines on a map.
They bleed, they yearn, they remember.
Some will hold your hand as if it were peace itself.
Some will break you just to see if you'll stay.

Are such cruel beings even capable of love?
To love after what they've done, after what they've destroyed?
Can hands once stained with conquest ever touch softly again?
Can a country that has bled others learn what it means to ache?

A countryhuman oneshot book.
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Closed. (for now)
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