Poor Little LatviaPoor Little Latvia....Poor Little Latvia by emilogan
The sounds of screams filled the air. Stomach curring and heart breaking at the least. The sound was comming from many rooms away, but no matter how hard the little Latvian wished the sound would become muffled behind the large wooden door that seperated them, it still rang loudly in his ears.
He did not wish voice to be silenced though, just muffled. For if the voice were to completely vanish, he would know that another one of his brothers had been killed. The voice filling the midnight air was no longer strong with another compainon, one of them had passed about three hours into the brutal abuse.
Only Lithuania's voice filled the Russian mansion now.
Latvia was curled up in the middle of the bed him and his brothers once shared.His sobbs wetting the Estonian's pillow. He had lost a brother, and he was about to lose another one. He could do nothing to help them either.
"Estonia.....Lithuania....." His voice was hoarse f
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