Dusk, Envy and Sorrow5th September...Dusk, Envy and Sorrow3 years ago in Fan Fiction
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Three months since the Wammy's journey had ended, three months of deep introspection that turned up to make him feel even worse... And there he was again, for some pointless celebration of the completion of Wammy's studies by the all-might brains of our corrupted world. So what would be better? Isolation? Or being surrounded by people who had no idea how much he cared for them? Who cares? Fuck it! Let it rot! 'Let me rot!' he thought.
Suddenly something interrupted Near's chain of thoughts, one of his glittering white hairs got stuck on his finger while he was playing with it, lost in a dizzy game of constant curling. It was a tiny lonely hair now, separated from all the others. Near raised his head, facing the ambar-like atmosphere around him, caused by the weakened light of twilight that flooded the room from the open window in front of him.
After some minutes, Near dared to abandon the sight of the stunning dusky luminus from outdoors. He started looking arou