⿻ ― ❲ 🗡️. ❳

**a drunken faith would levitate in circles around that of benevolence , ale bottle and one hand and the other pressed against her cheek in awe**    if anything came of being sealed away for three thousand years, it was definitely the ale~  this is divine, you   /must/   try some

. . .  are you just going to lounge about or give some orders?  this is not productive anymore, estarossa.  the sins will move further away the more we wait to pursue them. 

      ᥫ᭡.   mhm mhm i like this.