Okay. So. I've moved to Wattpad. Also. I'm revamping everything. Once I've updated upto this point over on wattpad I will continue. HOWEVER! The problem with this is that the continuation will be following the *refined* version of Eternally Together and Whatever.
It shouldn't be difficult to follow, but a few details will have been changed. I recommend going over to Wattpad to reread, but it doesn't really matter.
This announcement is kind of late, since it's already been awhile since my last update, but here it is anyway!
but here is a little short story to make up for it:
(It has nothing to do with Eternally Together and Whatever.)
In the dead of the night on the edge of that hotel roof, the traitor stood on the brink of insanity. His eyes were crazed and his hairs stood on end. Who would have thought that the day he finally abandoned the organization he would lose more than he was prepared to.
She was within his grasp, within reach, and then suddenly she was falling. He couldn't hear her scream, and he couldn't hear his own wailing.
Turning back, the figures began closing in on him. One last time. This would be the last time he raised a gun.
He saw red as it splattered across his face. They weren't worth the memory. They died as they came and it didn't stop until the last one dropped.
Stillness followed, still all but that the last beating heart which was his. He couldn't feel the needle stuck in his arm, neither had he noticed the last man drive it into him. Were it the tears in his eyes that made his vision blurry, or something else?
There were stars in the starless night sky. With a glance toward the end, perhaps a gust of wind would be the deciding factor. One step. Two. Then he heard the sound of air hitting his body, then the rise of his stomach a feeling similar to an elevator. Then quietness.
It didn't end. He saw her. An image of pure bliss, like a serene oasis in the desert. Was it her?
He imagined this was heaven, but there was no such place for him.
It all opened up to a void that engulfed him like a flame, until he was nothing. But wasn't he always nothing? He was nothing without her.
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I might do more updates of just (really short) short stories... just because it kind of feels wrong to not update.
(I also have another novel/book on wattpad btw)