Hold Me [OnHo] Oneshot
Description
There's a hole where you were and as much as different people hold it I can't seem to fight the right fit...
Foreword
That too fell into the air, save this time the bark lapped it up like a vampire would blood. Into the core of a tree his words slept, warmed by the surrounding bark and wood. They would grow there until they were ready to make a paragraph and soon a story… They would flow into the branches and foliage and make a grand appearance in the suburban forest.
It’s cold… Could you hold me?
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