Nothing Gold Can Stay.
“I want to be part of it,” He mutters bluntly, not too sure himself if what he was about to say made any sense to anybody but his headvoice, “I want to just … fly into the sunset, stay there forever, and never look back.”
A peterick... sort of.
A peterick... sort of.
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Sunsets.
Then again, nothing lasts forever, does it?