I must be Dreaming by IchiRenHichi-Club, literature
Literature
I must be Dreaming
Pages flapped helplessly in the gentle breeze that swept on by.
A body laid on the ground, eyes half-lidded, tears streaming down their bloody, beaten, face. Cuts decorated sensitive flesh which caused the meant to be caressing breeze hurt and sting with so much pain it felt as if they were burning.
Crimson droplets colored the pages as dull hues stared up at the night sky.
It wasnt as bad as usual not one bit it wasnt snowing like it did that one fucking freezing winter when this had been their gift from their father.
Nee-chan couldnt do anything.
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