Picto-Shinigami

"Deus Of The Last Sun" Bullet Out the Last Sol Blue, Soul ABlaze blurrier than one ever knew, [HU] forgotten stopped trinkets of telephanes Atma HeArt Mother Cubed, Colored Connectors sprouting whenever. The Ghost gravel, Romance and elated road travel, assfault gripping the rain tires of her King Ferrari, her pretty baby bunny white teeth, Trips with superflat Giant Cypryss Trees leading up to long couple of short ephemeral foggy steps that appear to some conquestive Gate III in Hell, Violet Rivers bent Backwards and Cool like Madness, Percussions purple with time travel Hare and with no apparent movement travelled, Music VII, crowds Abass and absent; ¡ABSINTH~E! There could be someone else here, Perhaps a Kami, I search in the deepest void of or with active Nyriad Telepathy to join me in A Game of Death III I listen for Sirens from one of the nearby planets hoping I'd Die, distant Novae, Thunder, Rain... Sulking Fire of presperation.... Howls of buckets of Dark Forest