Italy eventually fell back asleep in the man's arms. Germany kept Italy close, hoping to comfort the Italian even in his sleep.
Prussia walked along the road, focusing on something ahead. Curiosity got the best of him as he walked onwards.
America sat upon the wall, watching silently the stars, holding England against him. The blood seeping from the shorter man had stopped. America wrapped the bomber jacket around England, trying to keep the nation warm.
Canada watched in surprise as a beaten up man stepped forward. He glanced at China, who was surprised also. "Prussia..!"
Spain slowly started to sink down, even singing softly was not helping to keep him awake.
Japan slept deeply. His thoughts went elsewhere in his dreams, like his friends and family.
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The Sound of Steps On A Path
FanfictionWARNING FOUL LANGUAGE CHARACTER DEATH "Where are we?" Is the appropriate question to ask when you've never seen the place you've woken up in, right? Join 12 nations as they try to escape this maze-like place..... And try to get out alive. Guys if...
