If one is left behind,
All will come to an halt.
Six hearts burning together, we all belong as one.
Stolen moments, drifting dreams, fleeing hopes. A unit, no matter how broken it is. A motif, no matter how tortuous its shape. Six men, walking the same path, never truly alone. Until the end...
Singing the same song.On permanent hiatus. Unlikely to be picked up again.
I wanted to thank you all for giving a chance to this fic, and I'm sorry it had to end this way for this fic. Thank you to the amazing Rammstein fandom for being so patient and reading this fic, I really appreciate it from the bottom of my heart <3
This might be the most ridiculous first chapter you ever read, but please don't think too little of it. It might not be extremely eloquent as it is right now, but the concept of this story is to present to you countless moments, sometimes without much of a context, varying in length, not only about the relationships but also about their dynamics as friends.
Please bear with me, and I aim to publish at least one chapter per week (because I already have some content already written) for the time being...
I would really appreciate having your thoughts as the story goes by, it would mean the world to me.
Also, any strange writing quirks might be caused by me being French.
"... But everyone call me Fox."
"Fox?" he repeats, testing the effect of the nickname on his lips. The man's gaze rests on him. Waiting, curious, cunning. He obviously knows what he is doing.
"Fox..."
These blue eyes... He could get lost in them...
"Fitting."
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