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Corsiva is an italic typeface made in the style of the early Italian cursives as exemplified by the work of the writing master, Ludovico degli Arrighi, in the sixteenth century. It was designed by Patricia Saunders for Monotype in 1995. The capitals are of swash design, with characteristic flourishes, designed primarily for use as initial letters. Corsiva can be used for short text passages in advertising but is best used to add sparkle to invitations, greetings cards and menus and to give a sense of occasion to certificates and awards.
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Burrowing her skull into the soft fox fur on the collar of her vintage coat, she began to walk unhurriedly down the mountain path. Apparently, someone would be picking her up to escort her to the skeletal residence, she hoped they liked the gift she was bringing with her.Β
Some various expressions of Corsiva! βββββββββββββββββπΆββββββββββββββββ
There, standing tall, and incredibly intimidating was someone in full armour with a huge sword stuck in the ground. It was pretty much dark except for the stars, and the fire magic from the King and Queen.
Their black cape was difficult to see in the darkness, but Sans was reminded of those action figurines Papyrus liked to collect, particularly the knight ones.
And, that sword was glowing.
Sans cursed and hoped that he wouldn't have to fight, he doesn't the energy left after the climb.
"..Tell me," the voice was husky and feminine, and Sans suppressed a shiver at the tone.
"Will there be a war?"
https://archiveofourown.org/works/39318339/chapters/98392083
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Just for fun, she liked to take in a deep pull, holding it for a moment, before letting it travel through every gap in her skull. Her sockets, nasal holes, and behind her mandible were covered with waves of emerald smoke, spots of pale yellow dusting the air.Β
