Blue Love: Collapsing the Winged Jin Heart

Dead race

The story will soon stop, all the poetry and confusion of the overflow of taste like the sound of rainwater specks.

The world and the jinn realm are still crisscrossing. The lining opens when the clock is at the number twelve. In the middle of the day and in the middle of the night. Lunar eclipses are constantly occurring as a result of magic plates trying to damage the earth. Sleeping sleep only makes the breath more weak. Between heat and cold, the rate of movement of the navel of the Gharib pond will report all the causes resulting from the flapping of the winged jinn.

...Seikhlas is me now.....

I stood up to strengthen myself, treading on the feet that felt being scattered flakes of fire burning the body. In a quiet place alone saw the blue sky from a distance. I can still pass tired days and betrayal last night I still make the whip of life to be stronger and stronger. Where there is trust, if the black powder is always in the seed in the heart.

Relieve flakes of foliage to fly about time and will slowly dry out to disappear to melt invisible. But this shard of glass still pierced the heart deeper and drained after my spilled blood flow. The puncture that was placed on him kept trying to paralyze and kill myself slowly.

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Behind a giant wing that re-wrapped the body of the princess Arska. He slowly moved one of the King's wings and stared at the strange light that was in the corner of his eyes. A red radiance that would injure his body with millions of pain and cries. The princess tried to brush off all the sheets of Gharib eyes she was seeing right now. For it is impossible for this to happen with all the conduct and tenderness of the King towards him.

The Ghaib attack of the Taraya tribe had already disappeared. The star water that the princess had given her was slowly healing her. The sharp eyes of the princess of Arska still looked at the King, she was guessing on the sheet the bad thing that was going to happen.

"Will you betray me?" misik putri took off the hand of King Permadi.

"Daughter, what about your wounds?"

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Days and seasons change. Some say that the heartbeat still beats fast in place. But everything changes when the princess feels the cold at the North pole approaching the jinn realm and freezes the souls that are still awake.

Morning on a snowy day, the meeting of King Permadi and princess Helena was on a festive title in the palace square. Various kinds of dishes and guests arrive as if in the kingdom of Yaksa is holding a wedding party. All are the arrangement of events that are titled by the queen mother. After awakening from self-consciousness makes her more ambitious to subdue the King.

She sat in the middle of the chair and tidied up the long gown embroidered in gold. The ladies-in-waiting stopped as Helena's daughter grabbed one of the giant fans in one of the jinn's ladies. Then he headed towards King Permadi and wriggled seducing while grabbing his wrist.

"O good King, will you fan my body today? I am the most special guest in your kingdom" said Princess Helena smiling sweetly.

"Only once will I not obey your wishes anymore"

Hearing the warm welcome from the second King of Yaksa, immediately princess Helena moved her body closer to him.