hymnals: you're not alone in this story's pages (hearts are worn in these dark ages)
αɗяαѕтєιυѕ, тнє нιgн ρяιєѕт ([personal profile] hymnals) wrote in [community profile] pawnstorm 2016-05-17 01:10 am (UTC)

[ He makes vague, irritated gestures at the sky. ]

Something took her. Something dropped her.

[ He brushes his fingers over the woman's face. There's nothing more he can do for her now, but he says a prayer, anyway, whispering in Thalassian.

May the Light find you, and keep you. May your spirit know peace. ]

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