Hey, Bruder?Hey, Bruder?2 years ago in Short Stories
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Do you remember those days when I would come home all beaten and wounded?
Remember when you would cry and ask me not to return to the battlefield?
I told you that I had to return because it was my job to kick those unawesome bastards' asses.
You would sniffle and wipe your eyes, saying that it wasn't good for me to have that smelly and stick red juice coming from my skin.
Remember the day I, as a nation, was dissolved?
I remember seeing you cry quietly and hope that I would come back and hug you again, laughing about the idiots on the battlefield.
Do you remember the fact that I came back but faded before your eyes?
You were in your teenage years back when that happened. You promised to not cry but even so you did.
Remember the last words I told you?
"Ich liebe dich..."
"Ich liebe dich auch, Preuben."
Pale Rebellion// Signless: Since you refuse to free the lowbloods Throughout this dying planet//Pale Rebellion2 years ago in Drama
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A evil icy laughter filled the warm air. Blood covered the ground. The blood that soaked into the earth contained the colors of Maroon, Yellow, Mud, Olive, Jade, and slowly dripping down to make a new addition was the mutant blood. The Cherry Red. The sound of chains could be heard throughout all of Alternia. Lowbloods were chained together to watch their leader stand before the Grand Highblood. The Highblood stood in front of his prisoners laughing at the small mutant before him. His voice sent shivers up the spines of all who heard it "I refuse to free these lowbloods. They will all die across all of Alternia!" His deep rough voice roared. Highbloods everywhere who watched cheered.
// Choir: I send a pestilence and plague Into your house, into your bed Into your streams, into your streets Into your drink, into your bread Upon your cattle, on your sheep Upon your oxen in your field Into yours dreams, in