Slow motion. Hundreds of soldiers are coming down from the sky. They seek the land where nothing seems right. Everyone is dying; not enough food, not enough supply of necessities. Not long ago, this land is rich, a paradise; now this is only a bloodshed in disguise.
Those soldiers brought hope to the people. They may have not given all what the town needs, but they are able to keep them alive. To show their gratitude, the people of the land let the soldiers stay for a night.
The sun starts to rise; it is morning. The hundreds of soldiers are gone. They are missing. No one in the town put an effort to find them.
Their reasons are simple: who will need them anyways, we are alive, we survived.
Are you getting my point?
People will leave when they get what they want. No matter how much they mean to you. They will just use you. You can ask them for reasons all you want but no answers shall be given.
Fast forward. Those who were gone were not really soldiers. Those who were alive were not really humans. And my point is not really that. the point is really simple. When you try to slow down the situation. You will understand better. You will be alive, you will survive.449Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuKM8Ljm3Q7
The last thing you will know...
They are shining on their own.
A flower.
The last thing you will never hear of...
is their name.
The rain.
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