Hi! This is not really a fanfiction. This is just a "thought". I usually write this kind of things but it's the very first time I write something like this that is related to huli.
I'm not a native english speaker, so I apologize for any mistakes.
Hope tu like it
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The rain cracks upon the sidewalk.
The sound of the drops hitting against the concrete echoes through the dark street.
A man hears the echo of a hidden name that’s been guarded in a gloomy spot inside his own body to prevent anyone to know the way he spells it.
But it’s a beguiling name that was impressed long hace in the softest place of his heart. And the ink is the blood that every single día runs through his whole body and fills it up.
He’s been constantly wondering why he can’t say it out loud.
The answer comes when he realizes that the place where he’s built the irrevocable feeling is situated upon the foundations of a secret place.
The name is not hard to say it. It’s restless. But the enthralling emotion that evocates its pronunciation makes worth the risk of even thinking about it.
His eyes just saw the gray paradise of hers and “the name” starts to flow out from his mouth. It’s a single word. The word that cannot be dicho when there’s someone else around.
He’s been constantly wondering why he can’t say it out loud.
The answer comes when she brushes her lips against his. And he finds out that this unique achievement that it’s forbidden to some people is gloriously miraculous to them.
It’s a secret. And the rest of the people are not allowed to know it. Not yet.
He took it so long to accept the fact that this name was the cause of his suddenly striking happiness. And now that he did it, he’s más than willing to wait until the right moment comes.
The rain cracks upon the sidewalk. The sound of the wind blowing across the dark calle brings the echo of a name that he already is carrying inside his soul.
Her name.
I'm not a native english speaker, so I apologize for any mistakes.
Hope tu like it
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The rain cracks upon the sidewalk.
The sound of the drops hitting against the concrete echoes through the dark street.
A man hears the echo of a hidden name that’s been guarded in a gloomy spot inside his own body to prevent anyone to know the way he spells it.
But it’s a beguiling name that was impressed long hace in the softest place of his heart. And the ink is the blood that every single día runs through his whole body and fills it up.
He’s been constantly wondering why he can’t say it out loud.
The answer comes when he realizes that the place where he’s built the irrevocable feeling is situated upon the foundations of a secret place.
The name is not hard to say it. It’s restless. But the enthralling emotion that evocates its pronunciation makes worth the risk of even thinking about it.
His eyes just saw the gray paradise of hers and “the name” starts to flow out from his mouth. It’s a single word. The word that cannot be dicho when there’s someone else around.
He’s been constantly wondering why he can’t say it out loud.
The answer comes when she brushes her lips against his. And he finds out that this unique achievement that it’s forbidden to some people is gloriously miraculous to them.
It’s a secret. And the rest of the people are not allowed to know it. Not yet.
He took it so long to accept the fact that this name was the cause of his suddenly striking happiness. And now that he did it, he’s más than willing to wait until the right moment comes.
The rain cracks upon the sidewalk. The sound of the wind blowing across the dark calle brings the echo of a name that he already is carrying inside his soul.
Her name.