If You Could See ThemIf You Could See Them1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Author's Note: Hey guys! I'm Anxnymous, and I'm new to DeviantArt. This is my first Hetalia fic, and I hope you enjoy it~!
I’m seeing it again.
Of all of the times, at a world meeting.
No, this time, it’s not my flying mint bunnies, or Mr. Unicorn, or faeries, or whatever magical beings America loves to tease me for. This time, it’s the ghosts of great conquerors and peace-makers; people who have made it into the hearts of us nations.
I don’t think they notice. Maybe I’m the only one who can see them. Because of this, I don’t have the heart to tell them that they’re right there.
There’s one. Trailing right behind Francis.
She’s still wearing the white gown she had worn on the day she was burned at the stake. A few tatters were stained black with soot, and holes had been seared in num