joah: * The soul, glistening with speckles of stars, gently lands on your palm. * It’s hard to look away from this bright little soul.* You’ve received a smol outertale sans.
joah: * The soul, glistening with speckles of stars, gently lands on your palm. * It’s hard to look away from this bright little soul.* You’ve received a smol outertale sans.
joah: * The soul, glistening with speckles of stars, gently lands on your palm. * It’s hard to look away from this bright little soul.* You’ve received a smol outertale sans.