Blurb: “There have been many tales told of WWII, of the devil’s genocide, of the hearts of soldiers, the sufferings of man. Yet. From the mouths of babes comes truth. What you will witness through the words of these children is that in these times, even the innocent have lost their innocence. Only the good can hear of their own wickedness.” “I did not bow down to you, I bowed down to all the suffering of humanity." — Crime and Punishment
Leaving Scratch for now, as you can probably tell, but thought I should properly say goodbye. Thank you for everyone who has had to put up with me here, I have really enjoyed talking to you all and it has been a wonderful experience getting to know you all and make projects here with your help! I wish the best for you all! Before I go I decided to post a short story I wrote, "Father's Children" as a final project, though warning! If the blurb is a bit uncomfy it might be best to skip this one. I'm going to miss you all, God bless! -DM (I had music and a bg but Scratch save it :,) Part I: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1330664455/ Part II: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1331485532/ Part III: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1331649823/ Part IV: coming tomorrow)
