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.: ☽ a beastly sight ☾ :.

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The beast did not back down and only snarled back at the animal 
like girl,no longer caring for her well being. His sharp claws became
unsheathed from his large furred paws in case of an unexpected attack. 

                         ❝It was only a question!

Her choice of words left the prince slightly bewildered, he still had
so many more questions that needed answers.

                       ❝What exactly are you?

⊀▒ ☾ owlings  ⊁ ᴴᵉʳ ᵒᵘᵗᵇᵘʳˢᵗ ʰᵃᵈ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ᵃ ᵇᵃᵈ ᶦᵈᵉᵃ⋅ ᵀʰᵉ ˢᵘᵈᵈᵉᶰ ᵐᵒᵛᵉᵐᵉᶰᵗˢ ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ˢᶜᵃʳᶫᵉᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵘˢʰ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉʳ ʷᵒᵘᶰᵈ, ᵖᵒᵒᶫᶦᶰᵍ ᵘᶰᵈᵉʳ ʰᵉʳ⋅ ᴵᶠ ᶦᵗ ʷᵃˢᶰ’ᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ʰᵉʳ ᶦᵐᵐᵒʳᵗᵃᶫᶦᵗʸ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵒᵘᶫᵈ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ᵈᵉᵃᵈ ᵇʸ ᶰᵒʷ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ᵈᶦᵈᶰ’ᵗ ᵘᶰᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃᶰᵈ ʷʰʸ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢᶰ’ᵗ ʰᵉᵃᶫᶦᶰᵍ⋅ ᵀʰᵉ ᵇᶫᵉᵉᵈᶦᶰᵍ ˢʰᵒᵘᶫᵈ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ˢᵗᵒᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᶰᵒʷ⋅

                                                   ᴸᵉˢˢ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ʷᵃˢ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶦᶰᵍ ᵈᵉᶫᵃʸᶦᶰᵍ ᶦᵗ⋅

               ❝ ‘ᵀᶦˢ ᵃᶫʷᵃʸˢ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ᑫᵘᵉˢᵗᶦᵒᶰ⋅⋅⋅ ❞

                                                 ˢʰᵉ ˢᵖᵒᵏᵉ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ʰᵉᵃᵛʸ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰᶦᶰᵍ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵛᵉᵈ, ᵈʳᵃᵍᵍᶦᶰᵍ ʰᵉʳˢᵉᶫᶠ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵃᶦʳ ˢᵒ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘᶫᵈ ˢᶦᵗ ᵘᵖ ᵃᵍᵃᶦᶰˢᵗ ᶦᵗ⋅ ᴴᵉʳ ʰᵃᶰᵈ ʳᵉᵃᶜʰᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉʳ ʷᵒᵘᶰᵈᵉᵈ ˢʰᵒᵘᶫᵈᵉʳ, ᵇʳᵃᶜᶦᶰᵍ ʰᵉʳˢᵉᶫᶠ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᶜᶫᵃʷˢ ᵈᵘᵍ ᶦᶰᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵒᶫᵉ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ᶫᵉᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵃ ˢʰᵒʳᵗ ˢᶜʳᵉᵃᵐ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᶰᵃᶦᶫˢ ᵗᵒᵘᶜʰᵉᵈ ᵐᵉᵗᵃᶫ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ˢʰᵒᵛᵉᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᶠᶦᶰᵍᵉʳˢ ᶦᶰ ᶠᵘʳᵗʰᵉʳ ᵃᶰᵈ ʸᵃᶰᵏᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵘᶫᶫᵉᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ⋅

                     ᵀʰᵉ ᵇᵃᶫᶫ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵉᵗᵃᶫ ᶠᵉᶫᶫ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᶫᵒᵒʳ ᶦᶰ ᵃ ᶜᶫᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵃᶰᵈ ˢʰᵉ ˢᶫᵘᵐᵖᵉᵈ ᵃᵍᵃᶦᶰˢᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵃᶦʳ ᵃˢ ˢʰᵉ ᶠᵉᶫᵗ ʰᵉʳˢᵉᶫᶠ ᵇᵉᵍᶦᶰ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉᵃᶫ ᶰᵒʷ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰᶦᶰᵍ ʰᵉᵃᵛᶦᵉʳ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵇᵉᵃᵈˢ ᵒᶠ ˢʷᵉᵃᵗ ᵘᵖᵒᶰ ʰᵉʳ ᵇʳᵒʷ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ᵗᶦᶫᵗᵉᵈ ʰᵉʳ ʰᵉᵃᵈ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵃᶫᶫᵒʷᵉᵈ ʰᵉʳˢᵉᶫᶠ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵃᶫᵐ ᵈᵒʷᶰ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʰᵉʳ ᵖʳᵉᵛᶦᵒᵘˢ ʳᵃᵍᵉ⋅

       ❝ ⋅⋅⋅ᴬᶫᶫ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ᶦᶰᵈᵉᵉᵈ⋅⋅⋅❛ ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ﹖ ❜⋅⋅⋅❛ ᴬʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃ ᵈᵉᵐᵒᶰ﹖ ❜⋅⋅⋅ ❞

                                             ᴵᵗ ˢᵉᵉᵐᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ˢᵖᵉᵃᵏᶦᶰᵍ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉʳˢᵉᶫᶠ⋅

                    ❝ ᴴᵘᵐᵃᶰˢ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᶫᵒᶰᵍ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵒᵗᵗᵉᶰ ʷʰᵒ ᴵ ᵃᵐ⋅ ᶜᵉᶰᵗᵘʳᶦᵉˢ ᵖᵃˢˢ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵐʸ ᶰᵃᵐᵉ ᶠᵃᵈᵉˢ ʷᶦᵗʰᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃᵍᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ʰᶦˢᵗᵒʳʸ⋅⋅⋅ᴹʸ ᶫᵉᵍᵉᶰᵈ ᶰᵒ ᶫᵒᶰᵍᵉʳ ᵗᵒᶫᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶰᵉʷ ᵍᵉᶰᵉʳᵃᵗᶦᵒᶰˢ⋅⋅⋅ᴺᵒ ᶠᵉˢᵗᶦᵛᵃᶫˢ ʰᵒᶰᵒʳᵉᵈ ᶦᶰ ᵐʸ ᶰᵃᵐᵉ⋅⋅⋅’ᵀᶦˢ ˢᵃᵈ ᵇᵉᶦᶰᵍ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᴵ ᵃᵐ⋅⋅⋅ ❞

                        ˢʰᵉ ᶠᵉᶫᶫ ˢᶦᶫᵉᶰᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ᶫᵒᶰᵍ ᵐᵒᵐᵉᶰᵗ, ᶜʳᶦᵐˢᵒᶰ ᵉʸᵉˢ ᶰᵒʷ ᶠᵒᶜᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵒᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᶫᵃᵐᵉˢ⋅

                                                      ❝ ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᴳᵒᵈᵈᵉˢˢ ᵒᶠ ᵂʰᵉᵃᵗ——ᴹᵒʳᵉ ᶫᶦᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵈᵉᶦᵗʸ ʳᵉᵃᶫᶫʸ, ᶦᶰ ᵖᵃᵍᵃᶰ ᶫᵒʳᵉ⋅⋅⋅ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᵃ ʷᵒᶫᶠ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵒʳᵐ ᴵ ᶜʰᵒˢᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ⋅⋅⋅ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᴴᵒᶫᵒ ᵃᶰᵈ ᴴᵒᶫᵒ ᶦˢ ᵃᶫᶫ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴵ ᵃᵐ⋅⋅⋅ ❞

.: ☽ a beastly sight ☾ :.

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     He watched the blood stained blanket fall to the floor and
     reveal a bruised and trembling girl. Confusion was evident
     on the beasts face as he examined the stranger. He hadn’t
     expected to see wolf like ears and a long furry animal tail.
     Many questions came to mind as he watched her struggle.
     He took a few steps towards her and held up his hands to
     show he meant no harm. He could tell she was hurt, and
     though he was angry, he didn’t want to cause any more pain. 

                         ❝What happened to you? Were you attacked by wolves?

⊀▒ ☾ owlings  ⊁ ᵀʰᵉ ˢᵒᵘᶰᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʳᶦᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʰᵉʳ ᵗʰʳᵒᵃᵗ ʷʰᵉᶰ ʰᵉ ᵈʳᵉʷ ᶜᶫᵒˢᵉʳ ʷᵃˢ ᶰᵒᵗʰᶦᶰᵍ ᶜᶫᵒˢᵉ ᵗᵒ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ⋅ ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵖᵘʳᵉᶫʸ ᵇᵉᵃˢᵗ⋅ ᵀʰᵉ ᵍʳᵒʷᶫ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ʷᵒᶫᶠ﹔ ᵃ ʷᵃʳᶰᶦᶰᵍ⋅ ᴬᶰʸ ᶜʳᵉᵃᵗᵘʳᵉ ʷᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᵏᶰᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʳᶰᶦᶰᵍ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵇᵉ ᶜᵃᵘᵗᶦᵒᵘˢ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ᵈᶦᵈ ᶰᵒᵗ ᵏᶰᵒʷ, ʰᵒʷᵉᵛᵉʳ, ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵒʳᶦᵍᶦᶰᵃᶫᶫʸ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ⋅ ᵀʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ʰᵉ ᶫᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ᴮᵉᵃˢᵗ ʰᵉ ᵈᶦᵈ ᶰᵒᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵉᶰᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵒᶰᵉ⋅ ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ˢᶦᵐᵖᶫʸ ᵃᶰ ᵃᵖᵖᵉᵃʳᵃᶰᶜᵉ﹔ ᵃ ʳᵉᶠᶫᵉᶜᵗᶦᵒᶰ ᵒᶠ ʰᶦˢ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ⋅

                ᴴᶦˢ ᑫᵘᵉˢᵗᶦᵒᶰ ᵇʳᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᶠᵒʳᵗʰ ᵃᶰ ᵉᵛᵉᶰ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵃᶰᶦᵐᵃᶫᶦˢᵗᶦᶜ ˢᶰᵃʳᶫ, ʰᵉᵃᵈ ˢᵖᶦᶰᶰᶦᶰᵍ ᵃʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵃʳᵉ ʰᵉʳ ᶠᵃᶰᵍˢ ᵃᵗ ʰᶦᵐ⋅ ᶜʳᶦᵐˢᵒᶰ ᵒʳᵇˢ ᶠᶫᵃˢʰᵉᵈ ᵃᶰᵍʳᶦᶫʸ⋅

                                                                ❝ ᴼᶰᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ᵖᵃᶜᵏ ʷᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᶰᵒᵗ ᵈᵃʳᵉ ᵇᵃʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᶠ ᵃ ᶰ ᵍ ˢ ᵃᵍᵃᶦᶰˢᵗ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᵃᶫᵖʰᵃ ᵘᶰᶫᵉˢˢ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᶦˢʰ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ᶫᵃˢʰᶦᶰᵍ﹗ ❞

                  ᴺᵒᵗ ᵉᵛᵉᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᴮᵉᵗᵃˢ ᵈᵃʳᵉ ᶜʰᵃᶫᶫᵉᶰᵍᵉ ʰᵉʳ ᶦᶰ ᵉᶦᵗʰᵉʳ ʷᵒᶫᶠ ᶠᵒʳᵐ ᵒʳ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ⋅

                                          ❝ ᴴᵘᵐᵃᶰˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʳᵘᵉ ᴮᵉᵃˢᵗˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳᶫᵈ﹗ ᵂᵉ ʷᵒᶫᵛᵉˢ ᵒᶰᶫʸ ᵃᵗᵗᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ᵖʳᵒᵗᵉᶜᵗ ᵒᵘʳ ᶠᵒʳᵉˢᵗˢ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵒᵘʳ ᵒʷᶰ﹗ ❞

.: ☽ a beastly sight ☾ :.

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      The beastly prince stood in the back room of the west wing.
      The room was littered with broken furniture and curtains torn
      from angry meltdowns. A new petal had fallen from the glowing
      enchanted rose, causing the master of the castle to lose even
      more hope. As he wallowed away in his unhappiness the beast
      heard footsteps and doors open. He forced himself to move
      away from where he was and follow the noise.

      He made his way down the foyer stairs and looked up to see
      the front door creaked open. Anger began to well up inside
      him as he finally realized what was going on, Someone was in
      his castle. He always thought a castle in a thick forest was a
      good idea, but people always seemed to find his dark and
      damaged home. 

      The beast continued to look around, trying to find the room
      his unwelcome guest was in. He moved closer to the room
      with the crackling fire and opened the the large door. There
      he saw the intruder wrapped in a blanket. 

                         ❝You should not be here.

⊀▒ ☾ owlings  ⊁ ˢʰᵉ ˢᵐᵉᶫᵗ ʰᶦᵐ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ʰᵉ ᵉᶰᵗᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐ⋅ ˢᵘᶜʰ ᵃ ᵐᵘˢᵏ ʷᵃˢ ᵃˢ ᵈᵉᵉᵖ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉʳ ʷᵒᶫᵛᵉˢ ᵃᶰᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᵗʳᵘᵉ ᶠᵒʳᵐ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ʰᵉʳˢᵉᶫᶠ, ʷʰᶦᶫᵉ ᶦᶰ ʰᵉʳ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ ᶠᵒʳᵐ, ˢᵐᵉᶫᵗ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵃᵖᵖᶫᵉˢ ᵃᶰᵈ ʷʰᵉᵃᵗ, ᵃ ʰᶦᶰᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ᵐᵘˢᵏ ᶜᵒᵐᶦᶰᵍ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʰᵉʳ ᵉᵃʳˢ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵗᵃᶦᶫ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘᶫᵈᶰ’ᵗ ᵗʰᶦᶰᵏ ᵒᶠ ᵃᶰʸ ᶜʳᵉᵃᵗᵘʳᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢᵐᵉᶫᶫᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ ʰᵉ ᵈᶦᵈ⋅ ᴺᵒ ᵉˣᶦˢᵗᶦᶰᵍ ᶜʳᵉᵃᵗᵘʳᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶦˢ⋅ ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵐᵃᶰʸ ᶜʳᵉᵃᵗᵘʳᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᶫᵉᵍᵉᶰᵈ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ˢᶜᵉᶰᵗˢ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᶫᵒᶰᵍ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵒᵗᵗᵉᶰ ᶠᵒʳ ʰᵉʳ ᵈᵘʳᶦᶰᵍ ʰᵉʳ ᶫᵒᶰᵍ ᶫᶦᶠᵉˢᵖᵃᶰ⋅

                                                             ᴱᵃʳˢ ᶠᶫᶦᶜᵏᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵘᶰᵈᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᶫᵃᶰᵏᵉᵗ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ˢᵖᵒᵏᵉ⋅ ᴵᵗ ᵈᶦᵈ ᶰᵒᵗ ˢᵒᵘᶰᵈˢ ᵃˢ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ ᵃˢ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵉˣᵖᵉᶜᵗᶦᶰᵍ⋅ ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵇᵉᵃˢᵗ⁻ᶫᶦᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵃᶰ ᵃᶰʸᵗʰᶦᶰᵍ﹔ ᵃᶰ ᵃᶰᵍᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵍʳᵒʷᶫ⋅

                      ᴱᵃʳˢ ʷᵉᶰᵗ ᵈᵒʷᶰ ᵗᵒ ᶫᵃʸ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᶠᶫᵃᵗ ᵃᵍᵃᶦᶰˢᵗ ʰᵉʳ ʰᵃᶦʳ ᶦᶰ ᵃᶰᶰᵒʸᵃᶰᶜᵉ⋅

                                                                       ❝ ‘ᵀᶦˢ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵃᶫᶫ ˢᵃʸ⋅ ❞

                  ˢʰᵉ ˢᵃᶦᵈ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵃ ᵖᵃᶦᶰᵉᵈ ᵍᵃˢᵖ ᵃˢ ˢʰᵉ ᵗʳᶦᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢᶦᵗ ᵘᵖ⋅ ᴮᶫᵃᶰᵏᵉᵗ ˢᶫᶦᵈ ᵒᶠᶠ ʰᵉʳ ᵇᵃʳᵉ ᵗᵒʳˢᵒ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ˢʰᵉ ᶜᵒᶫᶫᵃᵖˢᵉᵈ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵈᵒʷᶰ ᵒᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵘᵍ, ʷʰᶦᶜʰ ʷᵃˢ ᵃᶫʳᵉᵃᵈʸ ˢᵒᵃᵏᵉᵈ ᶦᶰ ʰᵉʳ ᵇᶫᵒᵒᵈ⋅ ᴴᵉʳ ᵇᵒᵈʸ ʷᵃˢ ˢʰᵃᵏᶦᶰᵍ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃᶦᶰ⋅ ᴴᵒʷ ʷᵉᵃᵏ ˢʰᵉ ˢᵉᵉᵐᵉᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢʰᵉ ᵏᶰᵉʷ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵒᵘᶫᵈ ˢᵗᶦᶫᶫ ᵇᵉ ᵃᵇᶫᵉ ᵗᵒ ᶠᶦᵍʰᵗ⋅

.: ☽ one so cute ☾ :.

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◜♚┆Everyone!

After a few attempts, his voice bellowed through the confusion, fear, and chaos that’d quickly diffused within the ballroom, bringing an eventual silence as all attention turned to the source.

"Settle down; succumbing to such hysteria in calamities will only trigger further downturn. The perpetrators prey on it. What we need to do is keep track of everyone and everything that happens from here on, and find a way out.”

⊀▒ ☾ owlings  ⊁ ᴵᶰ ᵃᶫᶫ ʰᵒᶰᵉˢᵗʸ, ˢʰᵉ ˢʰᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᵃᶫˢᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵗʳʸᶦᶰᵍ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵃᶫᵐ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒᶰᵉ ᵈᵒʷᶰ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵃ ᵍᵒᵈᵈᵉˢˢ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵃᶫᶫ, ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ᶰᵒᵗ ᵒᶰᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵒʳᵈᵉʳ ˢʰᵉ ˢʰᵒᵘᶫᵈ ˢᵗᶦᶫᶫ ᵗʳʸ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᶦᶰᵗᵃᶦᶰ ᶦᵗ⋅ ᴴᵒʷᵉᵛᵉʳ, ˢʰᵉ ᶠᵃʳ ᵗᵒᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᵉᶰʲᵒʸᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵃᵒˢ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢᶰ’ᵗ ᵒᶰᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵒᵇᵉʸᶦᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵘᶫᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳᶫᵈ, ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ ᵒʳ ˢᵘᵖᵉʳᶰᵃᵗᵘʳᵃᶫ⋅ ᴵᶰˢᵗᵉᵃᵈ ˢʰᵉ ˢᵃᵗ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗᵃᵇᶫʸ ᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᶻʸ ᶜʰᵃᶦʳ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᶦᶫᵈ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵃ ᵇᶦᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵉᵃᵗ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵃᵇᶫᵉ ᵇᵉᵗʷᵉᵉᶰ ˢʰᵃʳᵖ ᶰᵃᶦᶫˢ⋅

                                               ❝ ᴵᵗ ˢᵉᵉᵐˢ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ᶰᵒ ᵒᶰᵉ ᶦˢ ᶫᶦˢᵗᵉᶰᶦᶰᵍ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘ, ᶜʰᶦᶫᵈ⋅ ᴴᵘᵐᵃᶰˢ ᵈᵒᶰ’ᵗ ᶰᵒʳᵐᵃᶫᶫʸ ᵘˢᵉ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᵇʳᵃᶦᶰˢ ᶦᶰ ᵗᶦᵐᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵃᶰᶦᶜ⋅ ᴾᵉʳʰᵃᵖˢ ᵃ ˢᵘᵈᵈᵉᶰ ᶫᵒᵘᵈ ᶰᵒᶦˢᵉ ˢʰᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᵃᵗᵗᵉᶰᵗᶦᵒᶰ﹖ ❞

               ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᑫᵘᶦᵗᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᑫᵘᶦᵗᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵃᵗ ᶫᵒᵘᵈ ᶰᵒᶦˢᵉˢ⋅ ᴴᵉʳ ʰᵒʷᶫ ʷᵃˢ ᶫᵒᵘᵈᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃᶰ ᵉᵛᵉᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵃʳ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ᶫᶦᵒᶰ⋅ ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᶦᶻᵉ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉʳ ᵗʳᵘᵉ ᶠᵒʳᵐ﹔ ᵃᵇᶫᵉ ᵗᵒ ʳᵉᵃᶜʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵒᵖˢ ᵒᶠ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵗʳᵉᵉˢ⋅ ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵉᵃˢʸ ᵗᵒ ˢᶦᶫᵉᶰᶜᵉ ᵃ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵉᵛᵉᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵐᵃᶫᶫᵉˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉʳ ʰᵒʷᶫˢ⋅ ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ʰᶦᵐ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ⋅

                                        ❝ ᴵ ʷᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᶰᵒᵗ ᵐᶦᶰᵈ ᶫᵉᶰᵈᶦᶰᵍ ᵃ ᵖᵒʷᵉʳᶠᵘᶫ ᵛᵒᶦᶜᵉ⋅ ❞


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⊀▒ ☾ owlings  ⊁ ᴮᵉᵃˢᵗ ᵃᶰᵈ ᴹᵃᶰ ʰᵃᵈ ᶫᵒᶰᵍ ˢᶦᶰᶜᵉ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ᵃᵗ ʷᵃʳ⋅ ᵀʰᵉʸ ᶠᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ᶫᵃᶰᵈ, ᶠᵒᵒᵈ, ᵃᶰᵈ ᵈᵒᵐᶦᶰᵃᶰᶜᵉ⋅ ᴹᵃᶰ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᶰᶫʸ ᵖʳᵉᵈᵃᵗᵒʳ ᵒᶠ ʷᵒᶫᵛᵉˢ, ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵇᵉᵃʳˢ⋅ ᵀʰᵉʸ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᶰᵃᵗᵘʳᵃᶫ ᵉᶰᵉᵐᶦᵉˢ⋅ ᴹᵃᶰ ᶜᵘᵗ ᵈᵒʷᶰ ᵒʳ ᵇᵘʳᶰᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵒʳᵉˢᵗˢ ᵒᶠ ᴮᵉᵃˢᵗˢ, ᶫᵉᵃᵛᶦᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵗᵒ ᵉᶦᵗʰᵉʳ ᶠᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵒʳ ᶠᶫᵉᵉ⋅

                                     ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ʷʰʸ ˢʰᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶠᶦᶰᵈ ᵃ ᶰᵉʷ ᶠᵒʳᵉˢᵗ ᵗᵒ ᶜᶫᵃᶦᵐ ᵃˢ ʰᵉʳˢ⋅

               ᶠʳᵃᶰᶜᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᶰᵒᵗʰᶦᶰᵍ ᶫᶦᵏᵉ ᴱᶰᵍᶫᵃᶰᵈ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵃ ᵇᶦᵗ ʷᵃʳᵐᵉʳ ᵃᶰᵈ ᶫᵉˢˢ ʰᵒˢᵗᶦᶫᵉ⋅ ᵀʰᵃᵗ ʷᵃˢ ʰᵉʳ ᵒᵖᶦᶰᶦᵒᶰ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ⋅ ᶠᶦᶰᵈᶦᶰᵍ ᵃ ᶰᵉʷ ʰᵒᵐᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ᵈᶦᶠᶠᶦᶜᵘᶫᵗ, ᵇᵘᵗ ᵃᶫᵃˢ ˢʰᵉ ᶠᵒᵘᶰᵈ ᵃ ᶰᵉʷ ᶠᵒʳᵉˢᵗ ᵃᶫʳᵉᵃᵈʸ ᶠᵘᶫᶫ ᵒᶠ ʷᵒᶫᵛᵉˢ⋅

                                                                  ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵉᵃˢʸ ᵉᶰᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᵃᶫᵖʰᵃ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ᵈᵒᵐᶦᶰᵃᶰᵗ, ᵃᶰᵈ ᶦᶰ ʰᵉʳ ʷᵒᶫᶠ ᶠᵒʳᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᶦᵍᵍᵉˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ʰᵉʳ ˢʰᵒᵘᶫᵈᵉʳˢ ᶜᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᵇʳᵘˢʰ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᶦᵍʰᵉˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵇʳᵃᶰᶜʰᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʳᵉᵉˢ⋅

                               ᶠᵒʳ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵃ ᶜᵉᶰᵗᵘʳʸ ˢʰᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᵈʷᵉᶫᵗ ʷᶦᵗʰᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶠᵒʳᵉˢᵗ, ʷᵃᵗᶜʰᶦᶰᵍ ʰᵉʳ ᵖᵃᶜᵏ ᵍʳᵒʷ ᵃᶰᵈ ʷᵃᵗᶜʰᶦᶰᵍ ᴹᵃᶰ ʷᶦᵗʰᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵐᵃᶫᶫ ᵗᵒʷᶰ ᶜʰᵃᶰᵍᵉ⋅ ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵒᶰᵉ ᵖᵃʳᵗᶦᶜᵘᶫᵃʳ ʰᵘᶰᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵃᶫʷᵃʸˢ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵒᶰ ʰᵉʳ ᶰᵉʳᵛᵉˢ ᶰᵒʷᵃᵈᵃʸˢ⋅ ᴴᵉ ʰᵘᶰᵗᵉᵈ ʷᶦᵗʰᶦᶰ ʰᵉʳ ᶠᵒʳᵉˢᵗ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵏᶦᶫᶫᵉᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᵖᵃᶜᵏ’ˢ ᵍᵃᵐᵉ⋅ ᴴᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᶰᵒ ʳᵉˢᵖᵉᶜᵗ ᵗᵒ ᴮᵉᵃˢᵗ⋅

                                                     ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ʷʰᵉᶰ ʰᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᵏᶦᶫᶫᵉᵈ ᵒᶰᵉ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉʳ ᵒʷᶰ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢʰᵉ ᵈᵃʳᵉᵈ ᵗʳʸ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵒᶰᶠʳᵒᶰᵗ ʰᶦᵐ⋅ ᴴᵒʷᵉᵛᵉʳ, ᶦᵗ ʷᵃˢ ʰᵉʳ ᵖᵃᶜᵏ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵖᵘˢʰᵉᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵘᵍʰᵗ ˢᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉʳ⋅ ᵀʰᵉʸ ʰᵃᵈ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ˢᵉᵉᶰ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵃᶰᵈ ˢʰᵒᵗˢ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᶠᶦʳᵉᵈ⋅

            ᴺᵒʷ ᵗʰʳᵉᵉ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵈᵉᵃᵈ ᵃᶰᵈ ˢʰᵉ ʰᵉʳˢᵉᶫᶠ ʷᵃˢ ᵇᵃᵈᶫʸ ʷᵒᵘᶰᵈᵉᵈ⋅ ᵀʰᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ʰᵃᵈ ᶠᶫᵉᵈ ᵃᶰᵈ ʰᶦᵈ ᵈᵉᵉᵖᵉʳ ʷᶦᵗʰᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵒʳᵉˢᵗ ʷʰᶦᶫᵉ ˢʰᵉ ᵗʳᶦᵉᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᵗʳᵃᶜᵏˢ⋅ ᴮᶫᵒᵒᵈ ᵈʳᶦᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʰᵉʳ ˢʰᵒᵘᶫᵈᵉʳ ᵃᶰᵈ ˢʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᶠᵉᵉᶫ ʰᵉʳˢᵉᶫᶠ ᵍʳᵒʷᶦᶰᵍ ʷᵉᵃᵏ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵒᵘᶫᵈᶰ’ᵗ ˢᵗᵒᵖ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ, ᶰᵒᵗ ᵘᶰᵗᶦᶫ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ˢᵘʳᵉ ˢʰᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᶫᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵘᶰᵗᵉʳ ᶠᵃʳ ᵃʷᵃʸ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉˢᵗ⋅

                                                                    ᴺᶦᵍʰᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᶠᵃᶫᶫᶦᶰᵍ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵃ ˢᵗᵒʳᵐ ʷᵃˢ ᵇᶫᵒʷᶰ ᶦᶰ⋅ ᶜᵒᶫᵈ ʳᵃᶦᶰ ʰᶦᵗ ʰᵉʳ ᵇᵃʳᵉ ᶠᶫᵉˢʰ, ᶜʰᶦᶫᶫᶦᶰᵍ ʰᵉʳ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒᶰᵉ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ᶰᵉᵉᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶠᶦᶰᵈ ˢʰᵉᶫᵗᵉʳ, ᵉᶦᵗʰᵉʳ ᴮᵉᵃˢᵗ ᵒʳ ᴹᵃᶰ⋅ ᴬᶰᵈ ᶦᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵃ ˢʰᵉᶫᵗᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᴹᵃᶰ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢʰᵉ ᶠᵒᵘᶰᵈ﹔ ᵃ ᶜᵃˢᵗᶫᵉ, ᵈᵃʳᵏ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵉᵉʳᶦᵉ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ᵈᶦᵈ ᶰᵒᵗ ʰᵉˢᶦᵗᵃᵗᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵉᶰᵗᵉʳ ᶦᵗˢ ᵈᵒᵒʳˢ, ᶠᵃᶫᶫᶦᶰᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ ᶦᶰ ᵃ ʰᵉᵃᵖ⋅

                                                 ᵂᵃʳᵐᵗʰ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ᶰᵉᵉᵈᵉᵈ ʷᵃʳᵐᵗʰ⋅

                ˢʰᵉ ᶠᵒᶫᶫᵒʷᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵒᵘᶰᵈ ᵒᶠ ᶜʳᵃᶜᵏᶫᶦᶰᵍ ᶠᶫᵃᵐᵉˢ, ᵈʳᵃᵍᵍᶦᶰᵍ ʰᵉʳˢᵉᶫᶠ ᵃᶜʳᵒˢˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᶫᵒᵒʳ ᵃᶰᵈ ᶦᶰᵗᵒ ᵃ ˢᵐᵃᶫᶫ ʳᵒᵒᵐ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ᵗʳᶦᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᵃᶰᵈ, ᵘˢᶦᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᶫᵃʳᵍᵉ ᶜʰᵃᶦʳ ᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵉᶰᵗᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉᶫᵖ ʰᵉʳ ᵘᵖ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢʰᵉ ᵒᶰᶫʸ ᶠᵉᶫᶫ ᶠᵒʳʷᵃʳᵈ ᵒᶰ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᶫᵒᵒʳ ᵒᶰᶜᵉ ᵐᵒʳᵉ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵇᵇᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵇᶫᵃᶰᵏᵉᵗ ᵈʳᵃᵖᵉᵈ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃʳᵐ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵃᶦʳ, ʷʳᵃᵖᵖᶦᶰᵍ ʰᵉʳˢᵉᶫᶠ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᶫᵉᵗᵉᶫʸ ʷᶦᵗʰᶦᶰ ᶦᵗ ᵃˢ ˢʰᵉ ᶫᵃʸ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᶦᶰ ᶠʳᵒᶰᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᶦʳᵉ⋅ ᴴᵉʳ ʷᵒᵘᶰᵈˢ ʷᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᶰᵒᵗ ᵏᶦᶫᶫ ʰᵉʳ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵗᶦᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉᵃᶫ⋅

                                        ˢʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᵒᶰᶫʸ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵃᶫᵒᶰᵉ ᶦᶰ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵍᶦᵃᶰᵗ ᵐᵃᶰˢᶦᵒᶰ⋅

.: ☽ wounded child ☾ :.

{ ofthewheatandtail | Liked for a starter }

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                                ❝  I… I’m alright. There’s no need to… Worry..  ❞

⊀▒ ☾ owlings  ⊁ ᴬᶰ ᵉˣᵃˢᵖᵉʳᵃᵗᵉᵈ ˢᶦᵍʰ ᶫᵉᶠᵗ ᵖᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᶦᵉʳˢ ᵃˢ ᵃ ʰᵃᶰᵈ ᶠᵉᶫᶫ ᵘᵖᵒᶰ ʰᵉʳ ᶜᵘʳᵛᵉᵈ ʰᶦᵖ⋅ ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᵃ ᵖᵃᵗʰᵉᵗᶦᶜ ˢᶦᵍʰᵗ ᶦᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵗᵒ ʰᶦᵐ ᶫᶦᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ⋅ ᴵᶠ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ˢᵗᶦᶫᶫ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒᶫᶠ ˢʰᵉ ᵒᶰᶜᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉᶰ ˢʰᵉ’ᵈ ᵇᵉ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰᵉ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵖᵘᵗ ʰᶦᵐ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ʰᶦˢ ᵐᶦˢᵉʳʸ⋅ ᴴᵒʷᵉᵛᵉʳ, ᶰᵒʷ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵈᶦᶠᶠᵉʳᵉᶰᵗ⋅ ᴺᵒʷ ˢʰᵉ ʰᵉᶫᵖᵉᵈ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰˢ ᵃˢ ᶦᵗ ʷᵃˢ ʰᵉʳ ᵈᵘᵗʸ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒ ˢᵒ⋅

                                        ❝ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰˢ ᵖᵘˢʰ ʸᵒᵘʳˢᵉᶫᶠ ᶠᵘʳᵗʰᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃᶰ ʸᵒᵘ ˢʰᵒᵘᶫᵈ⋅ ❞

                ˢʰᵉ ˢᵖᵒᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵇᶦᵗ ʰᵃʳˢʰᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃᶰ ˢʰᵉ ᶦᶰᵗᵉᶰᵈᵉᵈ⋅

             ❝ ᴵ’ᵐ ˢᵘʳᵖʳᶦˢᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉᵛᵉᶰ ˢᵗᶦᶫᶫ ᵃᶫᶦᵛᵉ⋅ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵛᵉ⋅⋅⋅ᵍᵘᵗˢ⋅ ᴵ’ᶫᶫ ᵗᵉᶫᶫ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʰᵃᵗ⋅ ❞

                                                   ᴴᵃᶰᵈ ʳᵒˢᵉ ˢᵒ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶠᶦᶰᵍᵉʳˢ ᶜᵒᵘᶫᵈ ˢʰᵒᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉᵐˢᵉᶫᵛᵉˢ ᶦᶰᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉᵈ ᵖᵒᵘᶜʰ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᵘᶰᵍ ᵃʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᶰᵉᶜᵏ⋅ ˢʰᵉ ᵖᵘᶫᶫᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵃ ᵇᶦᵗ ᵒᶠ ʷʰᵉᵃᵗ, ᵗʷᶦʳᶫᶦᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵉᵐ ᵇᵉᵗʷᵉᵉᶰ ᶠᶦᶰᵍᵉʳˢ ʷʰᶦᶫᵉ ˢʰᵉ ᵏᶰᵉᶫᵗ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ʰᶦᵐ⋅ ᴬˢ ʷᵃˢ ʰᵉʳ ᵈᵘᵗʸ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵗᵒ ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰˢ ᵃᶫᶦᵛᵉ⋅ ᵀʰᵘˢ, ˢʰᵉ ʷᵒᵘᶫᵈ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉᵃᶫ ʰᶦᵐ⋅

             ˢʰᵉ ᵖʳᵉˢˢᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʷʰᵉᵃᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˢᵉ ᵒᶠ ʰᶦˢ ʷᵒᵘᶰᵈˢ⋅ ᶠᵒᶜᵘˢᶦᶰᵍ ʰᵉʳ ᵈᶦᵛᶦᶰᵉ ᵖᵒʷᵉʳˢ ˢʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵍᵘᶰ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉᵃᶫ ʰᶦᵐ⋅ ᴬ ᵍᵒᶫᵈᵉᶰ ᵍᶫᵒʷ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ʷʰᵉᵃᵗ, ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᶦʳ ᶠᶦᶫᶫᶦᶰᵍ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᶜᵉᶰᵗ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉʳ ᶜʳᵒᵖ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʳᵐᵗʰ ᵒᶠ ˢᵘᵐᵐᵉʳ⋅

                                   ᵂʰᵉᶰ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵈᵒᶰᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ʷʰᵉᵃᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵍᵒᶰᵉ, ᵃᶫᵒᶰᵍ ʷᶦᵗʰ ʰᶦˢ ʷᵒᵘᶰᵈˢ⋅ ᵂᶦᵗʰ ʰᵉʳ ˢᶫᵉᵉᵛᵉ ˢʰᵉ ᶜᶫᵉᵃᶰᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᶫᵒᵒᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʰᶦˢ ᵐᵒᵘᵗʰ ᶫᶦᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʷᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᶜʰᶦᶫᵈ⋅

                                                  ❝ ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ⋅ ʸᵒᵘ ˢʰᵃᶫᶫ ᶫᶦᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᶠᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵃᶰᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵈᵃʸ⋅ ❞

alldeanneedsissamandpie:

lastmimzy:

The cat’s like WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU BRING HOME

no but

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bbrnhm:

there are probably people who havent seen this vine and i genuinely feel bad for them

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