| I do sculptures...What? PHOTOGRAPHY ACCOUNT: ǝıllıe |


One day. She stood like a god, awaiting the coming tides, but the skies scorned it's passion and administered lightning that the girl gazed upon it longer. Both forces fought while the girls long headdress cape clinked and whistled in the battle. Her pale eyes shuttered at the debris and her only arm stayed with a certain calm and unease. Her body stroked the air as she swayed forward and back. Nearing the edge of shock she collapsed. She stared at her right arm that was no more. IT had been ripped off while it was on fire by a beast who burned down her mother's house, looking for her. Now that arm to her is like looking up to the sky, that so many doOne day. by ~assemblit
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