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................................................ R E P O R T ................................................ 08.29.2021: citizen pulled my fortune from the shrine. โฆ ................................................ Dear First Church of Savings, Everyoneโ€™s moving along the motions โ€” making a s tring of decisions, one after another. Theyโ€™re e ach keeping a dream to themselves quietly. I hop e to look back, and think, that even then, we we re still building the story we would later stand on. Sincerely, โฆ ................................................ From the Compendium of Imagined Saints St. Saorina ran away from their parents at a you ng age for unknown reasons, traversing the Sea o f Gauntlings in a crate originally intended for lavish silks. The barrel was to be delivered to the Queen of Cormande. Upon unpacking the crate, the servant at hand was merciful, and, seeing ho w emaciated they had become, sent them away with little food and clothing without disclosing any information to the royals. In the city of Corman de, St. Saorina became involved in keeping an or phanage, and conducted basic chores until it was discovered that they were excellent at keeping t he organization's affairs and state of order, al l the while remaining dear to its humble occupan ts. No matter was too big or too small for St. S aorina, and they remained an accessible friend t o all. โฆ ................................................

citizen status

  • [location]: bedroom facing south
  • [audio]: renaissance recorders, a/c buzz
  • [visual]: computer screen, unfortunately

senshi status

  • [elements]: moon, light, air
  • [equipment]: wing clip, selenite
  • [abilities]: crisis collision

๐“„ƒ๐“„š if found, please return to:

  • dust hath settled on the prairie now harshly
  • high fantasy concept
  • ephemeral societies
  • ch-ch-cherish your q.i.h.
  • a memory report
  • a maiden dies in a bedroom far away
  • love death sorrow
  • the internet guardian angel hath no wings