Flax. He's perfect. He's kind. "A heart of gold", his grandmother used to say. But contrary to these truths, he thinks he is worthless. An ant from a hill, unaware of the world around him. A meaningless creature who shouldn't be loved. No one knows of course. They have bigger problems than his and besides, what could they do? -------------------------- I'm starting to move out of my comfort zone so support is always appreciated :)
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