JulieJulie had a hell of a roundhouse kick. You wouldn't know it to look at her. Julie, who so often allowed people to talk over her.Julie by VanadiumTaintedBeryl
I was in my kitchen doing Julie's hair once. She had wanted it to look like fire. I was snipping away at the hair around her face when I saw her clearly for the first time. Julie, somewhat timid and unassuming, had hit me like a sucker punch with her blue eyes. Blue eyes lined in ice. Julie, whose beauty knocked me down.
Julie had always given me the impression that under her quiet and somewhat awkward exterior, that there were whole universes churning and bubbling and expanding within her. That her heart burned with the heat from a thousand thousand suns smashing atoms together and exploding into super novas. Julie, whose determination has the strength of blood and bone on iron, with the exception being when her own mind got in the way. Julie who never fully trusted herself.
You wouldn't always see