Somewhere out there, under earth and sea, someone was hiding.
He breathed in the warm, pungent air that pulsed in the dim light. He was alone in the room alone with his thought, and alone in the world itself. His family was torn, his friends were broken, and so was he. As he lay down, and he drifted into the blur between awakeness and sleep. Little did he know, in his dream-like state, a woman had come in and laid a blanket over his body.
A tear dripped onto his face as she sat down beside him, stroking his hair. Using her thumb to wipe the drop off his face, she whispered,
"I'm so sorry, my baby boy, my darling Keefe."
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The Boy Who Ran Away
Fanfiction' He smiled down at her, gently grasping her trembling hand. "He's out there somewhere. We WILL find him." She looked up at his expression of unwavering love and hope and she let her heart full with happiness. He was here with her, and together they...
