Since you asked about 'Stay' I will give you a snippet! >:D
The vet was left to his own horrible thoughts. All he could hear in his ears were the screams and cries on the battlefield, and all he could see was the blood. He vividly remembered seeing his lifeless brothers. All he could feel was the blood of his brothers soaking his hands and face. All he could taste was the panic. He laid on a bed, and couldn’t fall asleep no matter how hard he tried. He whimpered and he wanted to close his eyes and just fall into sleep, a peaceful sleep. But his brain wouldn’t let him. Eventually Time came in, his eyes showing great sadness. “How are you feeling vet?” The old man asked although he probably knew the answer.
Legend didn’t know how to respond. Did he say he was fine, cover up the obvious emotions he felt? Did he admit he was feeling like absolute shit right now? Time looked worriedly at the veteran hero. Legend got flashbacks of Time’s death. He recalled the old man convulsing and cover the vet with blood, hundreds of wounds oozing the crimson liquid that Legend was now familiar with. He recalled the man’s eyes losing light and his chest stilling. He curled up further in himself. “Legend?” Time tried.
“You’re…you shouldn’t be here…”
LEGENDDDDDDDDDDDD
HOLY SHITTTTTTTT
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UNI THIS IS GREAT!!!!!!!
Oh man, I want to see the whole thing so bad, I'm gonna wait for ittttttttttt. I'll wait as long as it takes!
advice i think we should tell children is that when adults say stuff like ‘now that i’m an adult i get really excited about stuff like coffee tables and bathrooms and rugs etc’ they don’t mean ‘and now i don’t care about blorbo and squimbus from my childhood tv shows anymore’ bc your average adult still loves all the same pop culture stuff they always did; they just have a greater appreciation for the mundane as well. growing up just means you can enjoy life twice as much now. you can get really excited about a new stuffed animal AND about a new kitchen sponge. peace and love
I don’t know who needs to hear this, but if you’re at a low point:
If you were a fictional man right now, there would be *at least* ten people if not a large portion of the fanbase that would call you their wet beast poor little meow meow