A light in the dark. Jet lips parting, curving into a smile as she shakes her head. "It's quite a bit of effort."
She must bear the weight. Why not bear it well?
"I am Diana, Last of the Amazons." Even now, that word, like a drum in her chest. "And I will wield their grief for a hopeful tomorrow."
She must bear the weight. Why not bear it well?
"I am Diana, Last of the Amazons." Even now, that word, like a drum in her chest. "And I will wield their grief for a hopeful tomorrow."
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𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐮. [飛竜]
"It is a burden we were not mean to carry. Yet you hold it almost effortlessly," his quiet, yet resolute voice pierced.
"... Who are you, Dark One?"
"... Who are you, Dark One?"
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