skullduggery is afoot

You see, what is not well understood about the daughter of Krypton is that her power was not one of action but one of restraint, endurance, and passion. She did not choose to fire a beam from her eyes, or have breath of ice, or run faster than a speeding bullet. Or any of her other well-documented miracles.

No, she held back her heat vision to look you in the face. She warmed her breath to converse with you. She slowed herself to walk by your side. Ever moment of every day, she suppressed the forces churning inside of her. All the energy of a dead world that strained against her many barriers, eternally demanding to be released.

THE LAST DAUGHTER OF KRYPTON

kitty and im dolly and im STOP. Mew~! ^^

Like "no! We're too racist to believe they We, White Men, would Eat Each Other! We're not like you savages! We'll figure it out!" As they tend to do like almost... Every time they go on an expedition in the cold somewhere.