{ rapunzelthebigdreamer }

            So this was how the story of Flynn Rider would end.
            Drowned in a cave after narrowing escaping death
            by the twins, being taken captive by the guards,
            or being stomped on by an insane horse.

                                  It would be a story to tell.
                                  Someone would make millions
                                  off of him. A heroic death
                                  without all the heroics.

                However, he wasn’t ready
                to die. This wasn’t how he
                wanted it to end. No, he
                refused to believe that this
                was it.

                                                     d r o w n i n g

                            it’s not even a cool way to go out.

      He glanced to his side where the younger girl was at–
      here he was, complaining about his life, when hers
      was ending just as fast. And she hadn’t even
      seen half the things he had– not even a quarter.
      It was no wonder she was in hysterics. Comforting
      words seemed to be at a loss right then, but he
      had to try.

                                              “–hey, are you.. alright?”

#rapunzelthebigdreamer #{ v: during } #{ rider.response }

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