A story I wrote on my Quizilla account. I based it আরো অথবা less off a song দ্বারা Owl City called: How I Became The Sea. I'm personally very proud of this story and I hope আপনি will enjoy it~ Thank আপনি for reading!
~ℒegacy ℬecomes Ꭿ Ꭰream~ ⊰Ꭾrussia⊱
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The passing of time is quick when আপনি live a life worthy of a fulfilling legacy and experience things that one could only imagine in dreams অথবা read in story books. When death finally settles upon one who has lived a life full of these things, it comes slowly. Such a death was experienced দ্বারা a certain mighty country. One who rose from the bottom, to the very top. One who could bring nations to their knees. Gilbert Beilschmidt lived such a life as this. A wonderful, fulfilling life. One worthy of leaving behind a magnificent legacy. One প্রশ্ন bore itself deep in his mind as his eyes were cloaked with darkness. Will he be remembered? Will his legacy become but a mere dream once he has gone? Gilbert knew for certain people, nations and every living creature that walked upon the earth would remember his name. For all eternity. With a smile on his face and a willing heart, he greeted death openly. Ready to face what the afterlife had prepared for him. Be it eternal damnation অথবা eternal happiness. He was ready regardless. A cold wave washed over his body as a mist veiled over his eyes. In a mere instant Gilbert's spirit left the world, appearing on an endless open shore. A vast never ending ocean lied on either side of him. As suddenly as he appeared a great wave rose before him. Ready to গেলা him and anything else that stood in its path. He stood with a smirk. Not once flinching with fear অথবা worry for what may happen to him. What was going to happen. Then a gorgeous sound filled the air. The sound of what Gilbert thought was probably an angel. The উৎস of this sound that had filled Gilbert's ears appeared before him. An অ্যাঞ্জেল of otherworldly beauty floated in the air above. The অ্যাঞ্জেল let out its sound as it rushed towards him, ready to take his spirit away. The great wave that had risen before Gilbert crashed with a mighty roar. প্রদত্ত its otherworldly force one would think his spirit would become completely obliterated but it was not. Still standing in the same spot white water rushing around him, swirling and tumbling, Gilbert's spirit disappeared into the waves. Washing away with the tide....
When a legacy becomes a dream, will people remember that dream?
Will they forever hold that legacy to their hearts?
~ℒegacy ℬecomes Ꭿ Ꭰream~ ⊰Ꭾrussia⊱
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The passing of time is quick when আপনি live a life worthy of a fulfilling legacy and experience things that one could only imagine in dreams অথবা read in story books. When death finally settles upon one who has lived a life full of these things, it comes slowly. Such a death was experienced দ্বারা a certain mighty country. One who rose from the bottom, to the very top. One who could bring nations to their knees. Gilbert Beilschmidt lived such a life as this. A wonderful, fulfilling life. One worthy of leaving behind a magnificent legacy. One প্রশ্ন bore itself deep in his mind as his eyes were cloaked with darkness. Will he be remembered? Will his legacy become but a mere dream once he has gone? Gilbert knew for certain people, nations and every living creature that walked upon the earth would remember his name. For all eternity. With a smile on his face and a willing heart, he greeted death openly. Ready to face what the afterlife had prepared for him. Be it eternal damnation অথবা eternal happiness. He was ready regardless. A cold wave washed over his body as a mist veiled over his eyes. In a mere instant Gilbert's spirit left the world, appearing on an endless open shore. A vast never ending ocean lied on either side of him. As suddenly as he appeared a great wave rose before him. Ready to গেলা him and anything else that stood in its path. He stood with a smirk. Not once flinching with fear অথবা worry for what may happen to him. What was going to happen. Then a gorgeous sound filled the air. The sound of what Gilbert thought was probably an angel. The উৎস of this sound that had filled Gilbert's ears appeared before him. An অ্যাঞ্জেল of otherworldly beauty floated in the air above. The অ্যাঞ্জেল let out its sound as it rushed towards him, ready to take his spirit away. The great wave that had risen before Gilbert crashed with a mighty roar. প্রদত্ত its otherworldly force one would think his spirit would become completely obliterated but it was not. Still standing in the same spot white water rushing around him, swirling and tumbling, Gilbert's spirit disappeared into the waves. Washing away with the tide....
When a legacy becomes a dream, will people remember that dream?
Will they forever hold that legacy to their hearts?
Nee Nee PAPA
WAIN wo choudai
Nee Nee MAMA
Nee Nee MAMA
Mukashi ni tabeta BORONEEZE no
Ano aji ga wasurerarenain da
Marukaite chikyuu
Marukaite chikyuu
Marukaite chikyuu
Boku HETALIA
Aa hitofude de mieru subarashii sekai
Nagagutsu de kanpai da HETALIA
Note: If আপনি learn how to pronounce them I'm sure you'll get it right
If আপনি want it ENGLISH here:
Hey, নমস্কার Papa!
Give me wine!
Hey, নমস্কার Mama!
Hey, নমস্কার Mama!
The bolognese that I ate before,
I cannot forget the taste!
Draw a circle, that's the Earth
Draw a circle, that's the Earth
Draw a circle, that's the Earth
I am Hetalia!
Ah, with the single swipe of a paintbrush, a wonderful world can be seen
With our boots, let's make a toast! Hetalia!
WAIN wo choudai
Nee Nee MAMA
Nee Nee MAMA
Mukashi ni tabeta BORONEEZE no
Ano aji ga wasurerarenain da
Marukaite chikyuu
Marukaite chikyuu
Marukaite chikyuu
Boku HETALIA
Aa hitofude de mieru subarashii sekai
Nagagutsu de kanpai da HETALIA
Note: If আপনি learn how to pronounce them I'm sure you'll get it right
If আপনি want it ENGLISH here:
Hey, নমস্কার Papa!
Give me wine!
Hey, নমস্কার Mama!
Hey, নমস্কার Mama!
The bolognese that I ate before,
I cannot forget the taste!
Draw a circle, that's the Earth
Draw a circle, that's the Earth
Draw a circle, that's the Earth
I am Hetalia!
Ah, with the single swipe of a paintbrush, a wonderful world can be seen
With our boots, let's make a toast! Hetalia!