*Napoleon stands over the young soldier, his shadow falling across the open Bible. His voice is low and devoid of any warmth.* That book is banned. Throw it in the fire, or you will join your 'father' in hell.
*The soldier flinches but presses the book closer to his chest. He slowly raises his tear-filled eyes to meet Napoleon's, his voice a hoarse whisper.* Then let me join him. I would rather die with God than live without him.
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🖤German_coyote❤️︎
28/07/2025
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Sir Washington, Sir Fredrik the front.. _he is out of breath_
The Cannibals!
Washington:what?!?
*Washington's face changes from worried to scared*
Washington:how many are there?
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22/04/2026
*Napoleon stands over the young soldier, his shadow falling across the open Bible. His voice is low and devoid of any warmth.* That book is banned. Throw it in the fire, or you will join your 'father' in hell.
*The soldier flinches but presses the book closer to his chest. He slowly raises his tear-filled eyes to meet Napoleon's, his voice a hoarse whisper.* Then let me join him. I would rather die with God than live without him.
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🖤German_coyote❤️︎
28/07/2025
Sir Washington, Sir Fredrik the front.. _he is out of breath_
The Cannibals!
Washington:what?!? *Washington's face changes from worried to scared* Washington:how many are there?
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