Historian's work quite hard, especially somebody like Colin.
His mother wasn't present most of Colin's life, but it just never mattered to him, he never knew as much of what happened to his own mother. But as time passed for the young boy, things just got started, his father used to tell him to strive for the best. Things will change, as they come and go anyway, and he knew that. After enrolling into several schools as he grew each year, he began to look through history books, it really just drove his interest over. People were confused onto why he'd like history, they just didn't seem to blame him for it, he found it his passion after he graduated from College, so he took it into his own hands and began to write and collect other history books for reference.
It was a success, and yet he had a library for all of that. All the books he referenced and wrote, all in one single library that has 2 stories. It was quite comfortable to be there each day and time now as time began to pass, but one fateful night ended in disaster.
As Colin got into his taxi to go back to the library after he went to a far destination, he leaned onto the car window beginning to look back at the times he was young, and a bit more energetic, but things change. As the car kept moving forward, it soon began to shuffle around, it was unusual, but Colin shrugged it off before the unthinkable happened. The car drove off a cliff near a forest, causing Colin to straight up panic, as he passed out when the mist began seeping into the cars windows.
Officers only seemed to have retrieved the driver's body, but not Colin's.
SIDE INFO: Colin is a bit chubby, just not too much. For having such pale skin, it makes him look like he hasn't slept for days. Going on walks or runs does make him feel extra tired everytime, no wonder why he likes staying inside sometimes.
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Some wild lore I wrote
RandomAbsolutely chaotic lore i wrote when i was away from wattpad!!
