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𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾, 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒,

𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗂𝗋,

𝖲𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽.

𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽,

𝖮𝖿 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗇.

𝖤𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒,

𝖠 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝗅𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋.


𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝖾,

𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗐𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾.

𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽, 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌,

𝖫𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖼 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇.


𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖺𝗐 𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇,

𝖠𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾.

𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇

𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝖼𝗁𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆,

𝖫𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀

𝖥𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾.

𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾,

𝖲𝗍𝗂𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖨 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇.


𝖨𝗇 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗅𝗒𝗋𝗂𝖼 𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖺 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖽,

𝖠 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗆𝗈𝗂𝗅.

𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾,

𝖣𝗋𝖺𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽.


𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖼 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗃𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗒

𝖳𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗃𝗈𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄.

𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽-

𝖦𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗒𝖾𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗅,

𝖤𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗒𝖾𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒.

𝖨 𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗐𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺.

𝖶𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅

𝖨𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾.


(In conclusion, Laufey is completely and utterly perfect)

(Proud to say I listened to 'Promise' and 'Letter to my 13 year old self' and only shed a handful of tears)

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