Jul 8
I once read an old poem that likened stars to boats sailing through the night sky. But, as far as I know, boats don't twinkle like stars. The light doesn't come from the vessel itself, but its guiding torch. Like your pyreball... It burns at the bow, a beacon of light in the dark
#witch hat atelier#wha#tongari boushi no atelier#olruggio#my art#long haired olly based off one of shirahamas concept sketches :3#the skys kindest most radiant star#implied orufrey i guess#βsail sleeping skies the stars like silver shipsβ#continuing to lose my mind over the poem fuck man FUCK#βhe grew smitten with a silverwood maiden and blessed her with the gift of his magicβ#firm believer that with the help of the girls olly will be able to create a fire that can burn away the curse and i yearn for that day
