At the window,
Droplets of freshly fallen rain cascade and race down the glass.
At the window,
You see through it and the beauty of the newborn day ahead displays itself.
Looking past tangled vines that elope around the windowsill,
Moss ever so slowly grows over every indent of brick, every crack in the cement, or into any long-forgotten buildings.
In a ghost town, in a small community, or in a big bustling city.
One look through the window and giving it a chance.
Taking a moment. Letting time pause.
Admiring the view. Either it be rain, snow, or a smoggy day.
Noticing the little things. The unsettling aspects, the eerie silence, or the little bits of greenery or every time from a songbird. The bustling cars, the loud people, the unforgiving atmosphere.
At the window, it lets you look outside. At the hostility, the beauty, or the familiarity.
At the window, you might find a new friend. Or- friends per say.
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At The Window
फैनफिक्शनIt's a xreader fanfiction. Depicting Undertale AUs: Underswap Underfell Undertale At The Window. Enjoy reading.
