Candlil



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    The crate of apples sat prettily in front of him. It shines with the stupid light, and the water droplets look sprayed on by the workers. Nevertheless, they stared at him with pity; because Wemmbu can't remember Egg's voice anymore.

    In which grief isn't always linear, and a twenty year old Wemmbu had to learn it the hard way. 

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    “Hey, bro,” Flame breathed, laughing slightly as Wemmbu stood still. The hand on his waist tightened for a second as Wemmbu tensed. “How’s it goin,’ Wemmbu? Hard work, I bet- faking your death and stuff.”

    Wemmbu didn’t know what to do. He- he wasn’t scared, well- maybe he was a little bit scared- but he was shocked. Flamefrags had finally caught up to him. He was here, right in front of Wemmbu, less than inches away. Wemmbu’s mouth was dry and he couldn’t speak even if he wanted to.

    “Wemmbu,” Flame leaned into his ear and whispered, “Get on that platform before I kill you.”

     

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    OR: Rewrite of Wemmbu's identity reveal! (written before Flame's newest video)

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