The Nordic One

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Reads 34
Votes 4
Parts 1
Time 6m

"I w'nt to be independent. I w'nt to be free." Those words ring constantly throughout Denmark's head, his whole world crashing to the ground in that one, awful, sentence. Fear, sadness, anger, hatred, it all coursed through his veins making him do things he never thought he'd do. He promised to protect them, he promised to keep them safe, when did he lose sight of that? What could have possibly broke him down far enough to make him cross that line? I'll give you a hint; It was one, awful, sentence. 
    
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    Firstly I'm so sorry, this story is my first and it's undoubtedly horrid. I probably messed up on countless of grammar mistakes, despite how much I've checked over it, and I've most likely misspelled words or gotten confused and used the wrong word and for that I am truly sorry. 
    
    This isn't necessarily historically accurate (sorry), but I do have plans with this hehehe. Oh and I also used the British way of spelling so I apologize if that annoys anyone..
    
    Well that's about it, if you see a mistake or have opinions about this story please (if you don't mind) comment. 
    
    Welp That's all! thanks for taking the time to read my description and have a lovely day  ^-^        
     ~I-Cant-Write-All Rights Reserved

denmark finland iceland nordics norway sweden

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Chapter 1
Thu, Dec 8, 2016

"I w'nt to be independent. I w'nt to be free." Those words ring constantly throughout Denmark's head, his whole world crashing to the ground in that one, awful, sentence. Fear, sadness, anger, hatred, it all coursed through his veins making him do things he never thought he'd do. He promised to protect them, he promised to keep them safe, when did he lose sight of that? What could have possibly broke him down far enough to make him cross that line? I'll give you a hint; It was one, awful, sentence. 
    
    --------------------------------------------------
    Firstly I'm so sorry, this story is my first and it's undoubtedly horrid. I probably messed up on countless of grammar mistakes, despite how much I've checked over it, and I've most likely misspelled words or gotten confused and used the wrong word and for that I am truly sorry. 
    
    This isn't necessarily historically accurate (sorry), but I do have plans with this hehehe. Oh and I also used the British way of spelling so I apologize if that annoys anyone..
    
    Well that's about it, if you see a mistake or have opinions about this story please (if you don't mind) comment. 
    
    Welp That's all! thanks for taking the time to read my description and have a lovely day  ^-^        
     ~I-Cant-Write-

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