In a world slowly crumbling beneath the weight of a deadly plague, truth hides within the quiet stories left untold. person who refuses to give up. person who steals apples to survive. A person burdened by duty. A person who doesn't yet understand loss. They all live in the same dying village-separate, yet connected. Apple's weaves a tale of fractured hope and quiet sorrow, seen through the eyes of those who chose to keep walking when the world begged them to stop. Each chapter reveals another side of a fading world-its secrets, regrets, and the simple desire to stay close to someone, even if just for a little while. Because sometimes, a single apple... is enough to save someone. Or destroy them. Disclaimer: This story is written in a fragmented, mosaic-like style. The order in which you read them doesn't matter. For best experience, we recommend that you read it from the beginning. Others fragment can be found here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/402963461-author-notes-apple%27s

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