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            It started out as what seemed to be a normal day, and then around 12:16, the entire family was in tears. Matthias had gone missing. It was a normal day at school until recess came along. The teachers had called for everyone to come back and line up in order to make sure everyone had come back. When they found out that Matthias wasn't in line, they went around the many playgrounds and searched everywhere for him. After he couldn't be found, they immediately contacted his family, along with authorities. After hearing the news, (Y/N)'s mother started shaking. She was soon on her knees of the large kitchen of their home, pleading to t

- Four Years Later -            (Y/N) was now four years old and was currently being chased around the mansion by her eight year-old brother, Matthias, who was carrying a wooden Viking battle axe over his head. This happened nearly every morning ever since he got the axe for his eighth birthday. (Which was the fifth of June.) It was long, had black blades with silver edges, intricate designs and accents, and honestly looked like it doubled as a spear. Kind of. It also looked incredibly realistic, despite being made out of wood. He would chase her around shouting "I'm ruler of the Vikings!", the maids and butlers would tell them it was time

-Long Ago-            In the northwestern coast of the Nordic country of Denmark's mainland, there lived a wealthy family consisting of a mother, a father, and a 4 year old boy. The mother, Sestiva Thornstein, a kindhearted noble with eyes such a beautiful shade of blue they put the daytime sky to shame, long blond locks softer than silk, and her loving character, captivated the sight of the wealthy, hazel-eyed, dark-haired, businessman, Klaus Thornstein. The more they met and spoke to one another, the more in love they became. Soon, they couldn't wait another minute and became lovers, then soon after, wed.            Their relationship w

Vanilla Twilight The stars lean down to kiss you And I lie awake and miss you Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere Francis sighed sadly as he poured himself another glass of wine. He missed her. He missed (y/n). Oh, how he missed her. Never was there a moment when she weren't on his mind. Her beautiful smile. Her kind, caring, and generous heart. 'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly But I'll miss your arms around me I'd send a postcard to you, dear 'Cause I wish you were here He would have done anything to save her. But by the time they would have been able to react, she was gone. Nothing could be done. I'll watch the night turn light bl