May 3, 2018
there is hardly enough time in the day; the distant echo of a life between battles is hardly even heard at times (no matter how hard she tries to keep things light hearted and warm, fate blows cold against them) -- and so, times where they can sit basked in sunlight upon the rolling hills, grass between their toes, bring a smile to her face. ‘ kanda, ‘ the exorcist begins, and she speaks in a somewhat excited manner, ‘ if you could live anywhere -- anywhere in the whole world, where would it be? ‘ ( @lotuspained / ♥’d! )
