Everything was still, as if time itself had stopped, as she silently walk on the endless plain. There was no wind, no tension, and no voices. Just a little, her spirit dampened at the thought of being all alone, without contact and without relations.
She raised the crumpled calendar to eye level and narrowed her eyes. Maybe, she thought, if you stare hard enough something will appear.
"As if " she replied to herself.
Even with the feeling of loneliness and insecurity gulping her mentality, somehow, somewhere deep inside, she had this resolution.
"For whom am I doing this for? Who is Zephyr? Why is it me?"
She couldn't help but ask t
Love is War
Part 1
By Gint
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BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.
The sound of the battlefield. Throughout of what used to be a vast land of greenery, was now nothing but unattended graves. I took in the ugly view, fazed, yet steady. Everybody had a reason for being in the war, especially if you volunteered. Do you hope to gain pride, riches, or just for the safety of your family? As for me, I fight for revenge. I held tightly to the golden locket around my neck, reminiscing the memories of my precious person and how they were broken by the enemy. Taking in the air of rotten fresh and used gunpowder, I set out
Everything was still, as if time itself had stopped, as she silently walk on the endless plain. There was no wind, no tension, and no voices. Just a little, her spirit dampened at the thought of being all alone, without contact and without relations.
She raised the crumpled calendar to eye level and narrowed her eyes. Maybe, she thought, if you stare hard enough something will appear.
"As if " she replied to herself.
Even with the feeling of loneliness and insecurity gulping her mentality, somehow, somewhere deep inside, she had this resolution.
"For whom am I doing this for? Who is Zephyr? Why is it me?"
She couldn't help but ask t
Love is War
Part 1
By Gint
-------------------------------------------
BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.
The sound of the battlefield. Throughout of what used to be a vast land of greenery, was now nothing but unattended graves. I took in the ugly view, fazed, yet steady. Everybody had a reason for being in the war, especially if you volunteered. Do you hope to gain pride, riches, or just for the safety of your family? As for me, I fight for revenge. I held tightly to the golden locket around my neck, reminiscing the memories of my precious person and how they were broken by the enemy. Taking in the air of rotten fresh and used gunpowder, I set out