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* Trumpet sound * The first (so far) unique, inimitable, beautiful ... CHALLENGE!

C'mon, girls! Let's rock this community!
Yes, uh, I mean:
I am pleased to present the first challenge of bleach_ita , with the indispensable cooperation of ishirane , who did the work dirty to me. Up, as good, thank them!



What should I do?
easy!
You know the short poems at the start of each volume? Do not know about you, but I'm going crazy.
Those will be your prompt.
length, ratings, warnings, characters and all the rest are free.
So yes, drabble, lemon, yaoi, yuri, het, gen, angst ... sbizzarritevi!
If you choose to produce a long-fic you can choose whether to use a single quotation for the entire story or chapter. But you can not use references for some chapters and some do not. Or rather, Tite Kubo does not stop you doing it, but in this case, your fic will not participate in this challenge.

Ah, yes, you're wondering when it expires and what we earn. I have good news and bad: the good news is that there is no expiration * Rises a roar of joy from the audience * but the bad news is that we do not gain anything, except the right and duty to stick a tag in your most fanfic: Initiative: permanent challenge citations.


Volume I
We fear what we can not see.

Volume II

People have hope because death is invisible to their eyes

Volume III
If I were rain
What can unite heaven and earth for ever
Divided
I might be able to unite two souls in the same way
?

Volume IV
We are attracted to each other
like drops of water, such as planets
We reject the
each other like magnets, like the color of skin

Volume V
If you do not I can not wield a sword defend,
If a sword can not embrace

Volume VI
Yeah, for us there is no destiny. Only those who
,
swallowed by ignorance and fear, puts a foot wrong
slips in murky waters called destiny

Volume VII
We must not cry, which is made

the body against heart
nothing ' another proof that we are unable

handle what we call heart

Volume VIII
If rust
can no longer pierce
if you lose grip, you will cut


Yes, pride is like
a sword

Volume IX
Yeah, we all
Daydream
to fly to heaven

Volume X
We stretch your arms
swept away the clouds
penetrate the sky and grab the moon and Mars but we still can not
to reach the truth

Volume XI
I will focus on these teeth that can not reach

So you do not see that star So
do not have to cut this throat

Volume XII
We think a flower grown on the edge of a precipice
it is beautiful,
because our feet are standing on that edge.
We can not advance to the sky Like the
fearless flower

Volume XIII
Every time we give up our pride,
us a step closer to the beast
Whenever stifle our hearts
we move one step from the beast

Volume XIV
creaking, creak, tower purgatory,
that pierces the world like light
awful, awful, tower of spine
to us or we will fall into the sky?

Volume XV

What I would do more practicing to say goodbye

Volume XVI
The mane of the sun pours on the ground
Erasing the footprints on thin ice

Do not be afraid of being deceived, the world stands already
deception

Volume XVII

Red like blood White like bone Red like solitude


White like silence Red like the nerves of a wild beast
White like the heart of a god
Red like the hatred that flows melting
White as the pain that you chills
Red like the shadows that consumes the night
Like a sigh piercing the moon shines
white, red turns off

Volume XVIII
Your shadow stealth
As a needle poisoned without destination
Sews my way

Your light supple
like lightning striking a water tower
Trim the source of my life

Volume XIX
Yes, nothing and nobody can change my world

Volume XX
Who compares to the beauty of love
not know the face of love

Who compares love to the ugliness he has known the
'love

Volume XXI

Everything in this world exists to put their backs to the wall

Volume XXII
Our world has no meaning
Even we who live there have no meaning meaningless
We think the world
Despite also being aware that it has no meaning
is meaningless

Volume XXIII
We we are the fish in front of the waterfall
We are the insect in a cage

We are a wreck at the mercy of delinquent
khakkara The skull
A violent torrent of force the whale that swallows

We are the five bull horns
We the monster that breathes fire
A child who cries tears

Aah, we are poisoned by the moonlight



Finite Volume XXIV in pieces, all of


Volume XXV

We all are born The end is already dead
already there before the start


If to live is to learn

Continue to the end is the last thing And once we learn
discovery
What will know fully
death

We should not try to learn anything
Those who can not transcend death
not need to know anything groped

Volume XXVI
That voice which I like a knife
pierces his chest looks like an incessant cry of joy

Volume XXVII
We


Not As one can mix


As couples do not have the same shape


We do not have eyes in the third, and then in the direction

Fourth, there is hope



is the fifth place in the heart
Volume XXVIII

My lord, we will look

with the expression of the viewer a magnificent peacock

Adorned for something infinite
Similar to hope, adoration and fear


Volume XXIX
You persist to dress up
Even knowing that you wait for the sickle

you insist on knowing yourself better
While you wait for the sickle

It's scary, it's scary
The moment when you will be mowed


cut your hair look like you, no life

Volume XXX
Your wound is as deep as the ocean depths
Your crime scarlet fade death

Volume XXXI
Tell me I'm the one you hate most in the world

Volume XXXII
King arrives at a gallop

rid of his shadow
screeching armor
Kicking bones flesh and blood sucking

Gritting
destroys the heart and mind

along its lonely path
To a place remote and far

Volume XXXIII
We are parasitic worms that crawl


Under the shadow of an evil intent
Indissolvibile

I will lift up your head
The higher the moon until I see more


Ye miserable

Volume XXXIV
If you give me a pair of wings I'll fly for you


Although the whole earth gets flooded


If you give me a sword, I will fight for you


although the whole sky light
were dead

Volume XXXV

be born is to die

Volume XXXVI
is too early to believe


Volume XXXVII
I do not think human beings are beautiful
But I think the flowers are

The only time a human being is like a flower
It falls to the ground when hit by a sword

Volume XXXVIII
The only thing I fear is

become a warrior who knows no fear

Volume XXXIX
To err is human

killing is evil