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APH - Kingdom Come PT 10 [Final]Prussia. Austria. Hungary. Italy. France.
They had all been affected in the war.
But Holy Rome had been the worst out of them. After all, he was dead now. They were still alive.
The war had started between various European countries led by France, all of them dragged into it without a word, like it was an order. That little group from before, Prussia, Austria, Hungary, Italy, and Holy Rome; they had remained neutral for a small amount of time. Then he had been sent a letter telling how he would be drafted to fight in the war.
Leading up to when he left, everyone and everything slowly broke down. The mental state of his family had increased dangerously after that, to the point where Prussia’s mind created a hallucination of his brother out of missing him, Austria falling for France’s blackmail and Italy keeping the fact that Holy Rome’s people were beginning to rebel a secret.
The night after Holy Rome’s death
APH - Kingdom Come PT 9Prussia was neutral about the weather.
Holy Rome, a time after holding a funeral for Germania, had asked his brother what he thought about both sunny days and rainy days. His brother was so young then, barely able to understand that their father was now dead; and not asleep.
Prussia had answered anyways, “Sunny days, little bruder are with laughter and being with the ones you care about. Rainy days.” that was where he had sighed lightly and shifted the young boy he held in his arms closer. “are that of grieving and without those loved ones.”
Even with those words, as Holy Rome grew to who he was before he died, the young German loved days that were filled with the laughing sun and those filled with the grieving rain.
Prussia couldn’t decide which fit the best, yet the morning of the funeral, he discovered it to be a cloudy sky. Dark colors. As he forced himself to eat a piece of toast with jam and another with egg, he looked out th
APH - Kingdom Come PT 8“Italy, why don’t you go on ahead and tell Austria and Hungary we’ll be here shortly?” Holy Rome suggested, his blue eyes flickering to the mansion the trio were nearing before going to his close friend.
When the brothers were alone, the younger looked to the older. “You were worried, weren’t you-?” his brother’s smile drooped. “I can see it in your eyes…” he eventually added.
“Gosh, bruder! Well of course I was.” the blonde frowned slightly when his brother placed a hand on his head to rustle his hair that was normally slicked back.
Prussia muttered something else, which ventured the Empire to ask about it. As they walked to the mansion, Holy Rome listened to his brother retelling any pieces of the last couple of years that included the albino’s creation of a version of himself.
“I think…” Holy Rome ventured, blue eyes darting about as though the right words would sudde
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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