like anything will come to her salvation — she , who was saturated in wolfish loving and honoured as her apostle ! ❝ ——— i want in , alright ? ❞ girl jests dilemma and thus scribes own eulogy in brazen hand ; cry wolf and surrender your gallant scorn for you walk alone in the valley of the shadow of death with evil in grisly pursuit / her so - called righteous path gleams paved in befouled bone . ❝ on your next heist , i mean . ❞ / *auricals










