Agnes Giberne - The Story of the Sun, Moon, and Stars.
I am a body covered in blood Whether it be from the enemies or my own None matters to one renowned for the brutality of war. For six hundred and eighty seven sols does the revolution transpire And for six hundred and eighty seven more does it revolve again I have 2 followers, Fear and Terror, that take up my wake. My body was was thought of to be full of life and lush Now I am barren, a husk of my former self, My extremeties caps of rustic ice.
draw a lil astronaut?
girl help i’m lost in the vast expanse of space
pan people are good and I like them. if ur pan I’m mentally shaking ur hand and “nice.”
my favourite greetings to the universe from the Voyager spacecraft 💌
.fuck
ctrl+z ctrl+z ctrl+z ctrl+z ctrl+z ctrl+z ctrl+z
.yeah i
.yeah
.you said something last time, but i dont know if i should bring it up
.and it might not even be that
.hurts to have camera on rn .gonna turn it off lol