You dream your whole life to escape the chains put on you. You run from anything to further tie you down and trap you to the moment. Or maybe that was just me. Maybe I was the only one who saw the island for what it was. The toxic, beautiful place I'd come to know over my seventeen years of life as home, was deadly.
It was the end.
Stepping out of line was fatal.
It only took me my whole life to realise it.
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Plum Island
FanfictionThey exist for your pleasure- the Gloom Boys. They smile when spoken to, with eyes that seem to bleed tears. They cry when you turn your head away. But if you catch them at night sometimes you can learn what it's like to be free. You learn the real...
