𝐖̲𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄.

i have touched death twice, and twice it has rejected me. twice it has told me my time is yet to come— 'til then i wear its favor, undying.

She’s well aware, and staying busy. While he’s on the frontlines, Barbara’s in the databases and calling emergency services. Directing civilian traffic away to prevent further loss of life. “Paramedics are en route,” she informs kindly. “Both Batgirls are near your +

——— that’s for me to decide , mr . wayne , is it not ? your history of philanthropy is impressive , but one can make the argument that it can be done to mask other things . i’ll get to the bottom of it .

you, who opens suns in my heart.

at night, i woke to a whisper: yes, we lived. we lived, yes, don't say it was a dream.

maybe that's the tragic part of being tied to something that clearly doesn't want to be saved.

"This city runs of everything 𝔹ᑌͲ peace."

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perhaps i am no one. true， i have a body and i cannot escape from it. i would like to fly out of my head， but that is out of the question.