*Shrugs* Something to read.
Ciel sat in the small cave, पढ़ना the small words engraved in the wall.
Amongst the flesh of the sacred gem, और 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.
पन्ना eyes that could unlock your secrets through any barrier आप 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 आप 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 हार 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 विभाजित करें, विभक्त करें lips.
Shed पन्ना 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, पढ़ना the small words engraved in the wall.
Amongst the flesh of the sacred gem, और 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.
पन्ना eyes that could unlock your secrets through any barrier आप 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 आप 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 हार 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 विभाजित करें, विभक्त करें lips.
Shed पन्ना stares.
Now feathers of spirits gather, growing, creating her Wings of Death.
He sat in the small cave, running his finger over every word...
Daily Episode
दिन Thirty-Four:
Static Shock Episode Nineteen: "Sunspots"
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Summary:
When sunspots appear, they can control Static's powers, sometimes causing his magnetic force to rage and become out of control, while other times, his powers simply vanish. Until the sunspots disappear (which is unpredictable), Static has no control over his powers at all.
YOUNG JUSTICE JOINS THE COUNTDOWN EPISODES TOMORROW!!!!!!!!
We're gong from "Independence Day" to "Happy New Year" to "Depths"!!!!!!
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दिन Thirty-Four:
Static Shock Episode Nineteen: "Sunspots"
Link: link
Summary:
When sunspots appear, they can control Static's powers, sometimes causing his magnetic force to rage and become out of control, while other times, his powers simply vanish. Until the sunspots disappear (which is unpredictable), Static has no control over his powers at all.
YOUNG JUSTICE JOINS THE COUNTDOWN EPISODES TOMORROW!!!!!!!!
We're gong from "Independence Day" to "Happy New Year" to "Depths"!!!!!!
Check out my SUPER IMPORTANT UPDATE:
Link: link