unrelated hermitcraft stories i have written that i like
Will be updating from time to time
Jeremy sighed. Why had he joined this gang? Dark grey guns held in hands of innocent teens; only knowing the beauty of darkness, the ugly of crime. A sigh escaped his mouth, long and heavy. Hr was given a mission - a mission to kill Alex, his little brother. He had to lay limp, no skin seen. Just death and crimson red liquid. The small hair on his neck spiked, the eerie cold air was heavy. He couldn't fail. His feet dragged him along the path, leading him to a new life destined for him to take.
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