|This is my colored version of s work ... more in the artist comments.|
The forbidden fruit... umm... bacon of knowledgeAs she was sitting in her favorite restaurant, having her customary gyro, Kamala was happy. This superheroing thing turned out much better, more exciting and interesting, than she thought it would. She is Ms. Marvel now, how cool is that.The forbidden fruit... umm... bacon of knowledge by Mali-chan
- “So, I'm not the only one frequenting eateries.” - said a familiar voice behind her.
She didn't even have to look, she could identify that smugness everywhere. - “Go away, Loki. You made enough mess of my life the last time we met.” - she replied.
- “You wound me, my dear Ms. Marvel.” - said Loki in an anything but 'hurt' tone, actually he sounded like he was enjoying himself immensely, as he took the other seat by her table.
Kamala looked a bit startled, she was still not perfectly used to her new secret identity, but tried to look unfazed, which also seemed to amuse the god of mischief, or as she dubbed him 'godling of pain in the ass'. - “What do you want?” - she asked after a moment of awkward sile
What can I hope and what can I tell? Dare my steps or break the spell?|
Dreams and words and worlds untold. Are they lost or just hard to hold?
#Yeah. Yeah. I shouldn't try to write anything even remotely resembling poetry. #
I'M A FAN OF THE BUILDING-VERSE!!!!!!
.oO( Jareth! ) .oO( Der Erlkönig!!!! )
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