bullets in the snow fear thy neighbor true story
Comic adaptation is now on Webtoon and Tapas! ________________ Agent Selene and Agent Helios had always been at each other’s throats, competing as the top agent for the secret organization “Mythos.” But that competition would have to stop as they were suddenly called to cooperate for the hardest mission there ever was. “Agents, both of you have been chosen to work together and go undercover to infiltrate the biggest, most dangerous, and longest-running syndicate there is—Kraken….” “Sounds fun. What will be our cover?” “A married couple.” “Oh, a married—WHAT?!” Having no choice but to put a temporary truce on their feud, they set out to complete the mission. However, when the mysteries started completing themselves like a puzzle, their once friendly rivalry just turned into one hell of a reality. Driven by the ghost of their pasts, they found themselves pointing the gun toward each other. Will they choose the path of revenge draped in cold blood? Will their love be greater than the scream of justice and vengeance? Or perhaps, there’s something more that’s carefully hidden in the dark? __________________________ This book comes in 3 Acts, separated into Volumes: Act 1: Operation Upheaval Act 2: Operation Mayhem Act 3: Operation Havoc __________________________ Don't forget to VOTE, COMMENT, and REVIEW Instagram / TiktTok: macy_bae_writes _____________ Please do not plagiarize this book or post it on different platforms. Read directly in the Webnovel app or website (webnovel.com). All rights are reserved to the author.
High on the mountain top The sun and snow Were wed. Thou art their child, And free hast fled To far-off worlds below With impulse wild. Snow-pure, yet vital as the sun Thy heart is. Thou carolest the dream, The fond, eternal dream Of Mother Nature, ever-loving one. Thou art so pulsing near The earth and stone, Thy listening may hear The thrilling tone Of all creation's under-song. Sing loud, sing long The cadence to mine ear— I love it! The mountain spirits live And move in joy In thy light motion. The wild flowers give Their delicate, pure limbs Unto thy spray to lave. They crave Thy pool that brims Invigorant. Upon the rocks— Great castles of the storm-kings— Thy pretty shocks Go misting In rainbow banners bright. Now mingled day and night Of shadow-hearted canon A moment holds thee All unresisting, And roughly folds thee In arms of stone. On, swift, impetuous, Light leaping Out of the narrow channel Unto the broad sun-sea, Heedless of weeping In the mosses far behind. O Bright, O Pure, O Free! Brother of Cloud and Wind! Thou fling'st a jeweled gauntlet To the aspen and the pine. Look how the boulders kneel To quaff thy brightness. Pity them—ne'er to feel Thy wayward lightness. Like a young deer Thy springing leap Bids fear Defiance. Now broadening languorously Thy lucent breast Gives mirror to a flight of clouds And pallid daylight moon. A lightsome bridge From ridge to ridge Bounds playfully above thee, And pauses there entranced Perforce to love thee. O Mountain Stream, Fleet as a dream, Wild as a wish all unsubdued,— Thy power to sing Thy thought, To find release For impulse in thee. Alone doth bring What long I sought— A conquering sense of peace!