#сквозь сервера сквозь миры да и при этом моя сонаа

[therussiancourier]

And when the years pass, the grief will remain in place, unchanged, still suffocating him, not allowing him to breathe. He will not be able to shed bitter tears over her grave, which has been emptied through his own fault. When the memory begins to slowly dissolve, turning into glimpses of small sparks of the past, before completely sinking into oblivion, maybe he will forgive himself for the unexpected blood on his own hands, and will finally be able to leave this story behind.

randomly drops oc joke-lore from minecraft from 3 years ago and runs away