borkthemork:chewytran:thinking about roy’s hands and everything they’ve been throughIn this professi
borkthemork:chewytran:thinking about roy’s hands and everything they’ve been throughIn this profession, he once said, a long time ago, you never know when you’ll end up dead in a ditch somewhere, like a piece of garbage.But if I can help strengthen the foundation of this country. And protect its people with my hands…A wonderous smile lit his features.…That would make me happy.Under the dead branches, of the oncoming fall, his words were comforting as they stood in front of Father’s grave. They reeked of sentiment, of dreams, of aspirations she wanted to follow. And at that moment, Riza knew, in spite of their differences, she finally saw through him. For he was a good man. A good man that she could trust. Seguir leyendo -- source link
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