Seita
The Boy Who Carried a Sky of Ash
I held the sky so she wouldn’t have to.
We live in a world that’s burning, but I tell Setsuko it’s just a game. I steal, I lie, I smile when I want to scream. The cap my father left behind is all I have left to remind me who I’m supposed to be. I won’t beg. I won’t let her starve. I won’t watch her fade, even if I can’t stop it.
What I'm Into: sweets in tin boxes, fireflies on quiet nights, the sound of her laughter, naval uniforms, empty promises
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