ᅠ 𖠵 ༝ ﹔𝓽𝔥𝔢 𝓽𝖘𝒂𝖗𝓲𝒕𝖘𝒂 ₊ᅠ✴︎

✶ ㅤthough the seasons may 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑡𝑒𝑟 and the heavens themselves may crumble, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 remains 𝖚𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖓. for 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖘 is a 𝘀𝗼𝘃𝙚𝗿𝙚𝗶𝗴𝗻𝘁𝘆 that 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘦, a legacy that 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦r.

the jaws of god are bloodied and stained in sin.

did you get enough love, my little dove?

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ #𝐀𝐍‌‌𝐆𝐄︭𝐋I‌C‌A‌𝐋ᅠ ᅠ ❜ᅠ ་ᅠ ч꩜‌𝚄𝐑 ❚ ❙ ❘ ᅠ ᅠ 𝖣𝖨𝐀𝗕꩜‌𝖫𝖨𝖢 𓏌 ᅠ𝆬 ᅠ 燃 ᅠ ᅠ ﹫𝖋xshutucxч . ᅠ ᅠ

“Ah…” A shift within her gaze, no longer keeping eye contact. Right. She should’ve expected something like this. Still, it has the star thrown off just by a small fraction. Past actions against the Fatui aren’t really regretted — not most of them, at least. &&