Pastel Tales の小説・ストーリー

On her plot of earth lays Astilbe florals of all colors. Wrapped around his waist is a belt with a rising Phoenix and Astilbe flowers surrounding the majestic creature. Sir Xu arises from his feet and mounts his horse. His figure soon disappears from the scene. I love you. I will always love you. There is no need to be next to you in order for me to say that. You will always be inside of me, Deep within my heart, Guiding me to absolution. The curtains close.. In the imperial palace's garden sits a lost soul.

She narrowed her eyes at him before responding,"And isn't it a surprise that Winchester demigod was found drunk in someone's backyard, and got saved by a girl who he tortured sometime ago, and probably is getting one of the worst hangovers ever?!" She gave him a very evil smile. "You are Jezebel, Eve, Delilah, Heriodias, and Lucifer's daughter all in one. Thanks for last night anyways. I must have been a mess." "You know even a name from the Bible?" She asked, in mock pretense. "Who would've thought? You're welcome by the way. I gotta go now." She was up from the bed in a second, and in the bathroom packing her stuff in the next.

She dropped the phone and heard it fall on the shards of broken glass on the floor. The atmosphere was suddenly calm. The world was like it has paused in its track. The moon that shone in the sky was now swallowed by darkness and no stars to prove it. Then the air was becoming cold, blowing on like it had a secret to tell. Thaddeus looked down at the man below. The body made the greenish-gold environment which was once appealing look like a bright red passage to hell as blood flowed from the blood like a river down the street. From distance, crows guffawed.

She wouldn't make the same mistake again. She kept thinking to herself when she was summoned by her father again. She went to see him and couldn't help but notice the chill in the air. There were two guests who she hadn't seen before but looked very familiar to her. She could not help but wonder where she had seen them before. The young boy most especially struck her as dazzling, and she could say that about very few people. He had the most enchanting red eyes that shone almost like rubies with long lashes, especially for a boy. The man seated next to him was obviously the boys father, as he had the same colour of hair but a very dark shade of purple eyes instead, like amethysts. Their golde

At that time, the sloth or the devil personified, was a giant version the size of an elephant, in the form of a brown and purple sloth, left there lying sprawled on the floor next to the meeting table. "You can hand over some copies to the conference table," Tsuki said, listening to some of the requests, which had been delivered and then started to flounder due to the high rejections from a cooking magazine, whose artist no one was interested in meeting. Tsuki had an idea, due to the fact that some time ago, a quantity of culinary copies among other alternative culinary collections were delivered and returned, which he had to be returned some time ago, so, piles and piles of copies that were

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"Now, lay flat on the bed if you don't want me to remove this annoying blindfold." Tales had no choice and immediately lay down on the bed. He gritted his teeth, thinking that Raja might have seen his body. He glanced at his body, only to feel disgusted by it. Several burn marks; his thighs and legs were full of deep scars from wounds. He saw Raja lower his pajamas and step onto the bed. His one hand immediately went to Tales' genitals. "It's still soft." And immediately caressed it; then he stroked it as if masturbating it.

As Ace flipped through the pages, the soft crackling of the paper filled the space. Ace's fingers moved skillfully over the pages, his eyes scanning each drawing with a mix of pain and yearning. As he turned the pages, I leaned in closer, mesmerized by his talent, my gaze fixed on his strong fingers gently handling each page. Each one unveiled a new design, a new narrative. On one page, I saw a boy gazing at a river, his face reflecting deep sorrow.

I said, the show was about to begin so we quickly rushed to purchase tickets for the movie When the show started, I began to flashback about my home town, the scenes were based on what had really happen in Transylvania, but the actors and geographical areas, were way nothing like that I got to know many things that I knew not off while I saw tender, I saw my mom's character flow, I barely remembered the few days we had together, it turned out to be that the person responsible for my mother's death was Drex, as he poisoned her, that jerk's going to pay, I saw my character flow also, then I was about 200 years old, Jessy became a little bit confused about some parts, so I explained the actual