Victoria_Park
She had a palpable aura, purple that lightened out to pink. She matched it with her everyday clothes, though not everyone was able to see these stylistic choices. Most people couldn't see the auras of others.
Man of steel, man of steam, man of sleet. The man she cries about. The man that never was, that never came, that never went. The man, the man, the man. I am all arms and feet of steel. I am all man. I am me. Just try and break me.