Sooooooo, I'm not gonna bore you with my life story and why I went MIA for two months. Just know that internship = hell. Anyway, I'll be back to posting this story on the first of November (if I don't die before then).

  PS: since this website doesn't let me post a chapter with less than 500 characters, here is a poem from my friend singleton.

  I can still hear the cries

  Cries of a child echoing in the night

  I know where it comes from, but I can’t lie

  It feels like this voice is nothing but mine

  Ebb and Flow, the waters are alive

  Like a Shadow, extending for awhile

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  Nothing of mine left behind, until we arrive

  A foot on foreign soil, I reckon it’s tonight

  The Mistral howls, as alive as ever

  The screams started echoing stronger

  My general rallied, it was now or never

  With the sparks of the blades clashing together

  I can’t see it, as the world was dimming

  I could smell it, twas’ almost nose-filling

  The smell of us men, silently sinning

  For what cause again, were we even swinging

  I could still hear the cries

  Melting together with the Mistral’s ply

  Ebb and Flow, the blood was dry

  The smell of them men, losing the vie

  PSS: also, I made a youtube channel that I'm kinda active on so please go check it out.