Fwyb Stories

How many more events will you have to endure until you've crumbled down into your withered state? You can't escape; you never will, can you? It had nothing to do with you at first, one of the many casualties there were, until it became you, and now you're stuck there, forced to live in a foreign realm as a pillar for many. You have a reason to exist. But it's not as bright as you think it'll end. These feelings come slowly, but it'd be too late for you to flee from their needs when the time comes. You keep on protecting, on caring, but then you'll lose hope when you realize your place. But like a bouquet of dying flowers, you are, how beautiful you look, rotten and crumbling, now twice as delicate as they hold you. "People never change, but skin will rot in any weather." -Femtanyl. ___________________ Slow burn + slow updates = longer chapters 25-12-2025 - #1 in Joke