ThatRegularMelon
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Had it been up to him, he would have never imagined to find himself in such a dream. A dream to catch the rain that was so painfully far away. The rain was such a gentle, fickle thing. It could be swaying in the wind ever so delicately for one minute, and then the next it was almost as fierce as the ocean’s waves. Azul Ashengrotto had been living his entire life here inside a painting. Far away had he longed to become human and find himself alive with the outside world. To feel the grass, to feel the sun kissing his face, and to feel the rain that made him recall the morning’s hope.
He had always wanted to become more than just a lonely painting.
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- Part 1 of Beyond our Frames
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