Regular people with regular abilities in the 'real world'. All content must be child-friendly.
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"Yes they are." I laughed. "They're beautiful. And that's alot, coming from someone who never sees anything beautiful. You'd think I don't know what beautiful means with how much blood and death I see every day."
A friend once told me... When you plaster on a smile and stand strong... It's like lying... You're so heartbroken and yet... People look to you for happiness...
He half smiled. "No kidding, the world is messed up." He said then realized he still had a bloody knife on him and went to clean it off in the sink. "So, approximately how long have you been alive?" He asked.
I blinked. I realised that I didnt know how old i am. The war had been going on for 5 winters counting this one, so five years... I was ten when it started, so i was about sixteen.. my birthday had already passed. "16 years, you?"
A friend once told me... When you plaster on a smile and stand strong... It's like lying... You're so heartbroken and yet... People look to you for happiness...
I shook my head shamefully. "I've tried, but it doesn't come naturally. I usually rely on adrenaline, which I swear I have an eternal supply of," I replied, rolling my eyes.
A friend once told me... When you plaster on a smile and stand strong... It's like lying... You're so heartbroken and yet... People look to you for happiness...
"Okay, I'm fine with that," a bit too okay with it if you ask me. I smirked at myself and fit on the coat, giving Graze his. I gasped when a gunshot went off somewhere outside. I covered my face and bent over, feeling tears coming to my eyes. "I want this god da** war to stop.." I whispered.
A friend once told me... When you plaster on a smile and stand strong... It's like lying... You're so heartbroken and yet... People look to you for happiness...
He had barely noticed the shot but it clearly bothered her so he knelt down in front of her and took her hands in his. "I do too, it's all I've ever known it feels like, always war...but I know we'll survive." He said in a firm voice.
I wiped my tears on my sleeve and looked at him. "But... Nobody is after you, as far as I know. It's harder that way, when you fear even sleeping because you think they'll slit your throat or something. I don't know what it feels like to be protected, so I'm not sure protection even exists."
A friend once told me... When you plaster on a smile and stand strong... It's like lying... You're so heartbroken and yet... People look to you for happiness...