amaterasu
There is that ever present serenity, all wrapped up in contentment, the just crystalline otherworldly feelings that amke mne who I am. I am traveling these lands so new t me with my dearest Nines, the one who will forever embody perfection in my eyes, no matter if he has turned away from me, he is my anarchist, and he is nothing short of the best. I am the sun shining down upon his war torn field, maimed by strife and disease, and yet beautiful still.
Lean feminine muscles and curves, atletic muscle and expressive eyes all make me up. Charcoal tipped ears can hear others nearby, orangeish marked white body pausing in thought. I am wanting to go and greet the strangers in my usual friendly manner, seek to help any of those who may need aide of some sort, and yet I know Nines would be completely against it. He distrusts everyone aside from me and himself and perhaps his brother and my own, though I cannot say for sure. Now that I think of it Nines does not like my half brother in the least, he hated him even, because he was only half of my blood and half of the enemy's, but he will show civility, perhaps because he knew I would bite him otherwise, though the rivalry will always be there, nothing could stop it. I move silently to where I can remain hidden but watch, to learn who are the aggressors and who are the peacekeepers, and who defies categorization.
goddess flip side of the coin
But mama I'm in love with a criminal
'Cause he is a bad boy with a tainted heart
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