❛ my dear, you were born with charcoal on your fingers and paint stains on your bones. you were made to shine with summer in your eyes and daybreak in your blood. ah, but my dear, the world is not kind to starlit boys. the world does not know what to do with sunshine and charcoal and martyrs except to burn and burn and burn. and oh, how you burned. now, my dear, your fingers are stained with blood. your eyes, they are blue with ice and misery and your blood, it pulses with bursting grenades. but at least the world got it's legend, didn't it? ❜ COPYRIGHT 2016 JASPERHAIE. MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE. BUCKY BARNES | THE WINTER SOLDIER. ORIGINAL STORY. BOOK ONE.