The hand-blocks the anticipation of suffering. Long-black hair, jet black. Slanted eyes in lunge. The gleam of her skin was dazzling, the densely populated women were bewildered. Due to the distance focused, making the action must be the perfect attitude. Different gazes signify a meaning. The wave of extraordinary taste, until the sweet smile that emanated from her lips. I can't direct the soul, all are amazed by the radiance of the aura. the grace of love just flows in her belly to the soul, sowing seeds in other people. now real feelings stick to their core

Prior to the desire to know, the intimate delegates became shy, completely ignorant of each other's personalities. Strangers are nervous about what is going on, afraid that they will be approached– In the middle of night, starting a Imagination flew in the sky greeting the ocean valley, a tinge of chaotic thoughts. Like getting insomnia just because the shadow figure in the eyes has faded, the wide mouth, pretty in sleepy.

Drizzle wet fingers, sneak stealing a glimmer of attention. Running, chasing a thousand paths, caught in the loop of anesthetizing the soul. Inner conflict produces path awareness, waiting hopes disappear and crawl away. Returning the original gaze even though the gaze, reminds that a story has no beginning and no end. Everyone was decided to raised her as the Shifters sociopath.