
The poet they probably shouldn’t have sent. I watch anime and am sometimes accused of reading books. I'm writing a long gay giant robot story in verse—probably this millennium's best yuri mecha epic poem, through lack of competition.
'Now praise those names on tombs of steel engraved | And toll this rotting country’s countless bells.'
I honestly would just shit my pants if I had to go anywhere near the maaju pool
More evidence that Simoun sybillae are strange in some of the ways that real-life fighter pilots are strange.