The Grave Digger's StoryThe Grave Digger's StoryThe Grave Digger's Story by Asher-Gunn
Blind by rage,
Filled with hate.
Hear them howl and roar.
Coloured in red,
Their teeth are bared,
Oh how they scream and glare.
Sorry, but I don’t care,
Got better things to do,
Though it was really fun.
There is no more lines,
You’ve run out of time,
I’m leaving now fool.
Sweden xReader (The Others)Sweden xReader (The Others) by MechaMoonStone
Berwald sighed deeply as you fell asleep against his side. You were undoubtedly exhausted from the overwhelming wave after wave of information. Sweden glanced up at Sealand to see the boy staring between the two of you.
"So, what now?" He piped up.
"We tell her." Sweden replied shortly.
"Aren't you afraid she'll leave?" Sealand pressed, failing to notice how tense the ex-Viking already was.
However, the swede didn't reply, nor did he need to.
'Please understand...' Berwald silently pleaded.
"Yo, Sve!" Denmark shouted and pounded on the nation's door, "The King of Northern Europe and his underlings have arrived!"
Sweden carefully removed you from his side and laid you down on the couch. Once you were situated, he straightened and moved to answer the door. Unsurprisingly, the other four Nordics had already begun to bother one another. Iceland was grumbling as Norway simultaneously shot him an expectant glare and choked the Dane with his tie. Finland, whose eye