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Far From Home

Autumn_Spring376

LECTURAS 48
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LECTURAS 48
Votos 2
Partes 1
Hora 24m

Autumn_Spring376

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In this beautifully terrifying world, full of threats, madness and mysteries. He still dreamt of Earth-of warmth, of home. But dreams and hopes begin to fade, and he's starting to wonder if home was ever real at all.

A self-deprecating laugh tumbled out of him-quiet, bitter, and frayed at the   edges, teetering somewhere between sorrow and madness.

"Ha..."

Then silence.

His smile faded, replaced by a deep frown. Without thinking, he whispered to the empty room.

"I want to go home..."Todos los derechos reservados

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