ᅠᅠ °•Salvation stared where Saint had pointed out, not seeming to question when they found nothing in its place. They'd looked up a million times and never found anything. Although the sky looked different today. Clearer, maybe?•° [+]
— ♱⚔︎ 𝓕𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝓓𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴
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┌── 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕷𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙝 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙; 𝘪𝘯 𝕳𝖎𝖒 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙨, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥𝙚𝙙; 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙨, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝕳𝖎𝖒 𝓟𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒎 28:7 ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ ──┘
ᅠᅠ °•Heavy steps approach, each one like a little thud. Though not particukarly aggressive. They stop almost right next to them, a little grumble let out•° "What are you looking at?" °•They stare through the window too, expression unreadable•° ᅠᅠ
𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘺. ✧˖*°࿐ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚★⋆｡˚ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ┊ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ★⋆ ┊ ◦ ★⋆ ┊ . ˚ ˚★
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