Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
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Attività
Cosa vola, dove combatte, le ultime kill e perdite
Bio in gioco
In a dream I had last night an old man tracked me home and put his foot inside the door. He gave me a crooked smile.
Something in his eyes, in his laugh, something in his voice that made my skin crawl off.
He said, "I've seen you here before. I know your name. You could have your pick of pretty things. You could have it all: Everything at once. Everything you've seen, Everything you'll need, Everything you've ever had in fantasies. You've one life left to lead."
I woke up from my dream as a golden man. With a girl I've never seen, with golden skin. I jumped up to my feet. She asked me what was wrong.
I began to scream "I don't think this is me. Is this just a dream or really happening?"
I looked outside the glass at golden shores.
With golden ships and masts, with golden cords.
As my reflection passed I hated what I saw.
My golden eyes were dead and a thought passed through my head: A heart that is made of gold can't really beat at all...
Something in his eyes, in his laugh, something in his voice that made my skin crawl off.
He said, "I've seen you here before. I know your name. You could have your pick of pretty things. You could have it all: Everything at once. Everything you've seen, Everything you'll need, Everything you've ever had in fantasies. You've one life left to lead."
I woke up from my dream as a golden man. With a girl I've never seen, with golden skin. I jumped up to my feet. She asked me what was wrong.
I began to scream "I don't think this is me. Is this just a dream or really happening?"
I looked outside the glass at golden shores.
With golden ships and masts, with golden cords.
As my reflection passed I hated what I saw.
My golden eyes were dead and a thought passed through my head: A heart that is made of gold can't really beat at all...