He hums softly to himself as he strolls through the clearing smoke. Appearing as a brief shadow to most, he goes unnoticed unless he chooses to make his human form visible. Of course, there is a select few who always see him. You, for instance. His eternal love. On his way out, he spots a crowd forming, likely of survivors and watchers. As he works through the crowd he hears a gasp.
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09/12/2024