*Shrugs* Something to read.
Ciel sat in the small cave, lire the small words engraved in the wall.
Amongst the flesh of the sacred gem, plus scars and wounds she ever needed... She wore them with pride, claiming the blood on her enemies hands.
Swords she holds cut her deeply, but have also healed her wounds, gliding through the air, wounding everything that would lay a claw on her.
A courageous young soul, her mind corrupted at a young age.
Ebony hair grew long, vines entangling with one likes spirits, whispering to each other.
émeraude eyes that could unlock your secrets through any barrier toi put up, they would whisper into her prey, weakening them as they tried to poison her skin with unholy wounds.
Her lips, blood red and thirsting, sharp fangs hidden, as toi lay your finger on the lip, they were both soft as a feather brushing against skin.
Wings, soft and smooth, belonging on an angel, were shed.
Ashes coating her lungs, a silver collier of the father, a ring of trust from the lover, scars from the loving companion.
She will hold their cold corpses with fingers coated in tears.
Blow cold kisses with divisé, split lips.
Shed émeraude stares.
Now feathers of spirits gather, growing, creating her Wings of Death.
He sat in the small cave, running his finger over every word...
Ciel sat in the small cave, lire the small words engraved in the wall.
Amongst the flesh of the sacred gem, plus scars and wounds she ever needed... She wore them with pride, claiming the blood on her enemies hands.
Swords she holds cut her deeply, but have also healed her wounds, gliding through the air, wounding everything that would lay a claw on her.
A courageous young soul, her mind corrupted at a young age.
Ebony hair grew long, vines entangling with one likes spirits, whispering to each other.
émeraude eyes that could unlock your secrets through any barrier toi put up, they would whisper into her prey, weakening them as they tried to poison her skin with unholy wounds.
Her lips, blood red and thirsting, sharp fangs hidden, as toi lay your finger on the lip, they were both soft as a feather brushing against skin.
Wings, soft and smooth, belonging on an angel, were shed.
Ashes coating her lungs, a silver collier of the father, a ring of trust from the lover, scars from the loving companion.
She will hold their cold corpses with fingers coated in tears.
Blow cold kisses with divisé, split lips.
Shed émeraude stares.
Now feathers of spirits gather, growing, creating her Wings of Death.
He sat in the small cave, running his finger over every word...
EXTREME SPOILERS FOR DIVIDED WE FALL AHEAD!!!! IF toi HAVE NOT READ THE précédant BOOK, DO NOT READ THIS PREVIEW!!!
Scene 2:
"You are a good man." Barbara a dit once more, firmly.
"Thanks, Babs." Sam a dit softly, looking into the red-head's blue eyes. Barbara returned the gaze. Sam leaned vers l'avant, vers l’avant and brushed a strand of hair put of her face. "You are one of the best people I have eve met in my life." Sam a dit softly. "I'm glad we're Friends Barbara."
The red-haired girl smiled and leaned forward, pressing her lips slightly to Sam's. Sam reached one hand into her fiery hair and pulled her closer, deepening the Kiss before breaking off and standing up. "We tried this before. It didn't work out."
"Yeah..." Barbara said, looking to the side. "Sorry."
"Me too." Sam said, slipping on his mask and jumping from the window.
Barbara took a deep breath and about a full sixty secondes before returning to her computer.
Scene 2:
"You are a good man." Barbara a dit once more, firmly.
"Thanks, Babs." Sam a dit softly, looking into the red-head's blue eyes. Barbara returned the gaze. Sam leaned vers l'avant, vers l’avant and brushed a strand of hair put of her face. "You are one of the best people I have eve met in my life." Sam a dit softly. "I'm glad we're Friends Barbara."
The red-haired girl smiled and leaned forward, pressing her lips slightly to Sam's. Sam reached one hand into her fiery hair and pulled her closer, deepening the Kiss before breaking off and standing up. "We tried this before. It didn't work out."
"Yeah..." Barbara said, looking to the side. "Sorry."
"Me too." Sam said, slipping on his mask and jumping from the window.
Barbara took a deep breath and about a full sixty secondes before returning to her computer.