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The sounds of laughing children filled his ears. They were playing and laughing as children should. It always softened his hearts to hear children being children, enjoying their childhood before they learnt the cold harsh reality of the universe.
He lowered his head, averting his green-grey eyes, so often filled with sadness and loneliness at times. He couldn’t help but let the negative thoughts seep in. After more than, [a thousand was it? He’d lost count by now] centuries of seeing so many people die, both good and bad, he couldn’t help it. No matter how much he wanted to. Death was never to far from his mind, nor was it too far wherever he went. Ready to take any of his closest friends in a heartbeat.
The sound of the children giggling as one of them had a snowball hit him squarely on the nose brought him out of his brooding. He let himself smile as the child who had been the victim of said snowball began chasing the others, all of them scattering in different dire