sometimes, the sun shines

[Ahren de le Poer]

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indent He could tell him everything to do, and the way things were supposed to be, and how they really were. Ahren knew the dismal truth of such situations. Maybe things could change with time, but in his secret heart the blonde knew such things were never possible. He hesitated, thinking over the words. Around them, the ghost-town was still and quiet, coated in white. Finally, he spoke. “You just say it,” he offered, face impassive and eyes dark.
indent Ahren knew. That road wasn’t a stranger to him.

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