The stories of out lives part 3 of ?
"I… I don’t know…", he whispered finally, soughing in grey, that promising grey for understanding. Maybe he was hoping for comfort, yes. Absurd. "What comes after it?" Not that he was really thinking of getting an answer. It was rhetorical. A moment of silence, till he continued; his voice quiet, uncertain, "I won’t get in any heaven anymore", followed by a dull smile, that seemingly was supposed to hide the graveness, the fear behind the spoken words.
There was always some kind of fear in Anas life. Fearing to not fit in, to loose his beloved brother, to die of his sickness, to trust too quickly. And fear of going to hell for his sins.
Sorry for maybe bad wording, I tried to directly translate the part from german to english *cough*
There are just a few pictures left from the last little shooting left, so I thought to include a bit of Anas story this time. Not much to say about it, really - its sometimes tragic, sometimes dramatic, sometimes sad, sometimes adorable. That particular part from a RP was right at the beginning, when he met Duncan.