Death: A Dark Angel (Being Edited)
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Última publicación jue, mar 2, 2017
''She walks like beauty, like the night of cloudness climes and starry eyes,
And all that's best of dark meet in her aspect , and her eyes''
She stood there alone in the cold, she knew that it was her fault. She had expected too much from her weary life. Her own life had turned out to be a disaster, she begged to them, cried for the first time and felt human emotions. She had lost everything and was like a bruised warrior. All of her dreams were shattered. Her guilt was eating her alive, her pride was gone. She laughed at herself . Once upon a time everyone feared her, she was called DEATH....
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