She was like nothing they had ever seen:
Cold as the strongest winds;
Fearless and to be feared.
She was loyal;
The perfect weapon.
And so, she was.
☾︎☀︎︎☽︎
{ut incepit fidelis sic permanent}
~
[as loyal as she began, so she remains]
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Poetry[ON HOLD/EDITING] "For the greater good, always." "Is it really?" "What are you implying?" "I'm just saying, Nivea, maybe someone else's greater good is never yours." "Fuck off, Odair." "With pleasure." ~or...
