He wore his fears on his forehead. Engraved inside his skull. The solitary existence of an introvert leader and a fool. On a sun-filled day she accepted a flower from his hands.
Ever since, he wore his fears on her forehead.
When Darkness Blinks
A cold fire, once in a while, extinguished the snow
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