Wheeling Gull Isle lyotard

feel free to fade if she's outta here <33 i will miss her dearly

dust to dust.

he was content to watch her walk. across the sand, the water, the bridge that connected them to the mainland.

in sure and certain hope of the Resurrection to eternal life. he returned her to the land he had saved her from. in a way this did feel very much like a burial. through our Lord Jesus Christ, who shall change our vile body, that it may be like unto his glorious body...

he heaved a long, sighed sound. prepared to now fall into prayer for her health and strength. that she may see the other side of the mountains as she so wished.