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Mình sẽ không bỏ cuộc, sẽ không bao giờ rút lui. Cuộc sống mà, phải tến lên chứ. Hạnh phúc sẽ mỉm cười với mình thôi. Hơn nữa, giờ mình còn có rất nhều người bên cạnh mà!
By Ín on 05.03.2021
We were forced to retreat at Ham’s Summit, leaving trails of blood and sweat behind as we pushed through falling bodies and clouds of gunpowder and smoke. I had been injured in both arms, and Trey was bleeding profusely from his neck. Luckily, he survived, but not without the trauma and the massive scar just below his jawline – curved like a cursed crescent moon.
By Belinda Roddie URL on 05.03.2021
Retreat into the woods. Retreat away from all of this. Retreat into whatever is right. Retreat in the last drop of sun. Find yourself a retreat and don’t let go.
By B C Cottrell on 05.04.2021
It’s always push-and-pull with you, no time for something as trivial as balance.
Not in our world, devoid of anybody and anything else.
A verge of a declaration of war − and it never gets crossed; for both our sakes.
mind, I haven’t eaten today, so that’s about where my brain’s at
(perfectly judgement-impaired… yea)
By The Mute on 05.04.2021
The retreat was made since my warriors were dying painfully. As I walked away, the enemies looked at me smiling cheerfully…
By Paula URL on 05.05.2021
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