“Moonlight trickles in from the porthole, illuminating part of her neck, her cheek, one deep brown eye, the rest falling into shadow, and it’s more than just worry tightening her features. Eight years since you’ve seen this look, this expression so openly, why can the past never stay buried?” – Faith of Gods, Sol-Interlude
Happy anniversary @faithofgods !! Please know that your characters and your world have been most of what I think about for months now. 💕









