The first time I saw that child, I thought I was seeing another version of myself in my life. His confused eyes wandered through danger, and behind him were the boundless snowfields and wolves. So I picked up my bow and arrow and shot the wild wolf that had bitten him. The smell of blood stimulated the wildness of those creatures, but they were destined to become messy corpses on the ground because I was back.
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It's so lonely here. I came back in 2009 to take a trip and remember the youth I spent more than two years waiting for...
Oh my god, someone shows up after all these years! !
It's so lonely here. I came back in 2009 to take a trip and remember the youth I spent more than two years waiting for...
Oh my god, someone shows up after all these years! !
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