When Cabins Fall and Sharks Rise

Pulled this out of the archives.

Kuruko Darkwolf

    Gregory sat in a chair, holding his head in his hands, trying to comprehend the feeling of loss he was going through. He raised his head and stared at the cabin. Memories of her kept playing and replaying in front of him as he tried to combat the onslaught of tears that was now enveloping him. It was hard to believe, and he, at first, refused to believe that she was gone. There would be no more walks in the park, no more ice skating, no more going to the island to go swimming, no more adventures. No more of anything with her anymore. A loud knock at the door awoke him from his depressed daydreaming. He slowly got up and walked across the floor of the cabin to the front door. He turned the door knob and slowly opened the door. Before him was a person he…

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