prosaparte

There are people who don't believe me when I say that I always find something good in everyone. They tell me that since I'm cute then I'm treated nice, and more by guys obviously. That by being like this I can see anything positive even in the bastards who fleeced those bank's clients, or in those wretched politicians who only sign laws at their own convenience. You know, the things said in your typical bar-and-beers country-saving chat.

In this strange planet, the light of the hundred moons baths you with an uneven fortune. With luck, maybe only the clarity of the heavenly predator bodies will reach you and, on those nights, you'll always become a sharpened terror. That way you'll never be prey, but the devourer of the ill-fated ones you shred with your fury and your hunger.