Tell me what I hold in the palm of my hand
Tell me what I feel, cause I'm trying to understand
I guess this blog will be nothing but Laxis in Beritra cloth for a while. You know how much I wanted this skin so I hope you understand.
Hush little angel close your eyes
Think pleasant dreams and bluer skies
every time I look out the window it’s just starting to rain
… this photoset is ironic considering I get nauseous if I have to climb on a chair to reach something on a high shelf. Sometimes I wonder if Daevas lose their fear of heights upon Ascension? That would be convenient, what with all the places they’re forced to jump off daily.