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Now, on to the story…
Nobody knew who had made the structure, but everyone in town knew the structure.
The Benches had been a part of town since as long as anyone could remember. They had always been there. Who made it? No one could say. However, their legend had been passed on from generation to generation, becoming a part of the town’s traditions. It was said that if two people sat on The Benches, one on each part, the two would remain friends for life. Their bond would last forever.
When the war broke out and town was constantly bombed, The Benches stood intact, still together. They remained as they were, a standing testament to their legend. Fortifying the statement, that
True friendship, was forever…
Word Count: 121
Prompt:
The Dark Netizen 
I hope the bombs stop soon, and allow new friendships to start.
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I am sure they will! 🙂
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Love the message behind this one. Nice one.
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Thank You, Iain! 😀
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Benches signifying a bond of friendship that lasted tumultuous times. Nice story.
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Thank You, Abhijit! 🙂
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I could see this bench being a seed to a much larger story.
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Yes, it may spawn many stories! 😀
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This kind of friendship is a rare item.
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Exactly! 😀
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Lovely friendship you’ve embodied here! Great story! 😀
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