ImmortalImmortalMore Like This
Soft-spoken evidence, an opaque forthcoming,
Day after day, night after night.
Subsistence of an eternal, O so solitary being,
Roaming the air, scavenging an aeonian blight.
Longing for an ending to this perpetual state,
Hollowed, yet stained existence who knows no fatality,
Waiting for the bedding of oneself in the arms of faith,
The answer to this never-ending tragedy.
Come to me. Come to me, dear apogee.
Carry me to my kin, my darling souls with whom I parted ways.
For so long, the torment, the agony.
Lethality, I beg you to take me, I pray.
My sorrowful mind knows no rest,
A storm of imagery, a picturesque collision of souvenirs.
With this curse I once believed I was blessed,
Until my heart desired no more than the soft sting of a spear.
Symmetry For A Kiss Death the Kid X ReaderMore Like This
“That's much better, now if I could just find something sweet to nibble on.” Reluctantly stepping out of your warm tub filled with fragrant, soapy water, you wrapped a towel around yourself and walked to your bedroom to get some clean clothes. “I should have stayed in the water longer, it's freezing out here.” Before you'd even gotten your clothes, you heard someone knocking at your door. “Just a second, I just got out of the tub.”
“It's important.” You recognized the voice as belonging to Kid. “Are you aware that your door is leaning slightly to the left? You should have someone fix that immediately.”
“Yeah, I noticed that months ago, I just keep forgetting to mention it.” Dropping your towel to the floor, you tried to get dressed as quickly as you could. You knew if Kid started obsessing over your door, he might not leave until it was fixed. The sound of the door opening and closing scared yo
Soul Eater Seven Minutes in Heaven Death The KidMore Like This
Lord Death called you to the center of the library where the large basket containing everyone's items is setting. Following his instructions, you placed your hand inside the large covered basket and began searching for an item. Something with a foamy texture and an odd shape gets your attention. You lift it out of the basket to see it's a foamy number eight with Velcro in the center. "Well, if this isn't just obvious, I don't know what is."
Death the Kid walked slowly and meticulously over to you. He took the item from your hand and held it close to his chest. "Perhaps you don't understand the significance of this item. Not only is it my favorite number, because it is perfectly symmetrical. It can also be divided perfectly. The Velcro in the center turns the one eight into two zero's, another symmetrical number. And this wonderful foamy material allows it to be kept clean easily. It's the perfect item."
"Okay then kiddo. That's enough now. Why don't you go ah
Soul Eater Seven Minutes in Heaven IntroMore Like This
"Okay, now I'm sure you're all wondering why I brought you to the library. Well, here's why. Your social skills suck!" Lord Death pointed a giant finger at the room accusingly. "We really need to work on that you guys." He sighed. "So I devised a clever plan, with the help of Spirit, that I think just might work."
"This can't be good. Working on social skills in the library sound like a bad plan already." Soul leaned back in his chair and sighed.
"Quiet before I karate chop you Soul. I should make you go first for that." Lord Death shook his finger in Souls uninterested face. "Now everyone has to play, so no complaining. We're going to play Seven Minutes in Heaven. Get your items ready everyone."
Liz and Patty made their way around the room with a large basket collecting everyone's item. "I'd really rather not play this game, can't I learn social skills another way?" Death the Kid pleaded with his father.
"No, You'll play and you'll like it, just like any normal boy