SCP-4051, SCP-4818 y SCP-4494
By: @tami_swettami en X
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SCP-4051, SCP-4818 y SCP-4494
By: @tami_swettami en X
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my ig https://www.instagram.com/gosia_draw/
I got nothing, just wanted to draw some dragon doodles been reading Lazy Scales, this be Lewis aka Lazyscales and LastHope snapping at him and slowly becoming a solid form to go ham This book would of been so good if there was more work done to flesh out the characters and plot drive, but here i am refusing to give up on it cause im starved from dragon books with cartoon covers, i want somethign other than wings of fire or Erth Dragons (havent even finished that book yet) kit dragons/teen dragons/adult dragons come on we need more books like these
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When they were sleeping in a town or a village, Aerith often leaved her friends at night, before going to sleep. It was a way for her to clear her mind, to THINK properly and to let herself worry, even if it was only for a short moment. She always kept her concerns for herself; she didn’t want the others to worry for her and preferred to be considered as the joyful, optimistic one. It was a cold evening in Kalm, and she was still trying to process what Cloud had told them.
As she was walking in the small streets, she noticed a familiar face. Ethan was his name, right ? She had helped him once, back in Midgar. She approached him, offering him a kind smile. “Ethan. What are you doing, this far from Midgar ?” She didn’t know where he was from, but her first thought was always to express some concerns.
Navidad
É apenas uma faísca
Mas é suficiente para que eu continue indo
E quando estiver escuro lá fora
Ninguém por perto, continuará brilhando.
Toda noite tento ao máximo sonhar
Que o amanhã tornará tudo melhor
E acordo com a fria realidade
De que nada mudou.