I'm back. the void welcomes me with open space.
I feel cold like every time i'm here, but this time i hear things. things start morphing in my vision. i see shapes, and colours filling those shapes.
It's a blur at first. then a vague outline, but eventually it takes form
'BROUHAHAHAHAHAHA'
oh
my
god
its
nicholas
fusion
of
anger
and rage
my blood begins to curdle as i let out a blood curdling yell
the shape zooms away
i lunge
the shape darts back
i throw a punch
the shape deflects it
i swing around and lash out again
but the shape is faster and my wounds open again
i wiggle and wake
'Edward?'
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Days in the Life
Fanfictiona timeless tale of deception and depression meant to be as heart wrenching as humanely possible. Grenadine Woods' story is spun through a web of confusing and beautiful twists and turns that you will never know what will happen next... also literal...
