Ansel-Bronx's Literatures
Mild Violence
-“This is Dejah… and I am still alive.”
Excitement. Happiness. Anticipation.
It all felt overwhelming. Not just for Bronx but for everyone else that grew even slightly attached to Dejah, anyone who looked up to her in any way. Almost 4 years later after her disappearance she will be back home. But not everything is looking as bright when they land on that mist covered ground of the weird planet.