Gloomy Man, Gloomy Sunday.

Gloomy Man, Gloomy Sunday.

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WpMetadataReadTerminé ven., janv. 18, 2019<5 mins
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(Headcanon by marki-trash-blog on Tumblr) "Dark's often in pain which is partially the reason you wouldn't see much of him. Considering he's walking around in the next closest thing to a corpse, it's no wonder. Joints become stiff, bones turn weak. No one knows how his body has lasted him for so long, it most likely has to do of course with the original demon's magic, but the poin it, he still has days where he must sit alone, as helpless as anyone else, in pain, and unable to be rid of it without sacrificing his vessel."
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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