MY ICE MAY BE COLD,

              ❛   tried  drivin’,  but …   guess  i  made  a  mess.  ❜     snow fall of outside world,   chione’s,   daughter of north wind’s god,   gift to the many she smiled down upon.   COLD  atmosphere,   rigid during season,   remains in place ;  ironic,   yes,   how rose of  radiant  warmth  holds aversion towards cold.   (   powers the blessing of curse,   it is no more than  ravishing  to see altruistic soul save others,   but what of herself ?   )     ❛   say,   blue  rose …   ❜     ’pon his eyes,   windows to soul,   reflects  INQUISITIVE  LOOK,   distinct from adults that pry  door  of privacy without shame,   only parting from it  ——  sunshine  that reigns without hitch,   no indication of faux care,   genuine  as  reassuring  grin.     ❛   why  do  you  hate  the  cold ?   ❜     imposing ?   hopes not ;  genuine curiosity for icy heart that loathed  icy  cold.

ive been waiting for this moment………………

from the depths of hell, youve returned

         HEAD  COCKED  TO  ONE  SIDE  as  teeth  chewed  into  their  lip.  ❛  partnering  up  with  him  wasn’t  my  choice,  apollon  had  already  decided  on  it  before  they  scouted  me.  there’s  unfortunately  no  going  back  on  it  unless,  that  old  man  manages  to  get  himself  fired.  ❜   gloved  finger’s  press  to  the  side  of  their  helmet,  displays  roaring  to  life  on  the  monitor  beneath.  even  while  they  spoke  barnaby  remained  diligent  as  ever,  scanning  for  the  suspect’s  location.   ❛  as  a  rival,  why  exactly  does  my  work  ethic  concern  you  ?  you  should  be  happy  he’s  slowing  me  down.  ❜

           considering   the   escapee,   karina   had   already   given   up.    (   that   didn’t   mean   she    wasn’t   going   to   stall,   though.    )    there   was   a   chance   the    criminal   would   get   away,   &.   she   could   score   those   points   tomorrow   ----   she   shouldn’t   think   like   that,   though.