FAITHBLOOD.

︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ 𝘎𝘜𝘐𝘋𝘌 𝘔𝘌 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘊𝘖𝘜𝘕𝘑𝘜𝘙𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘔𝘌. 🝳 My legs are swallowed by the soil, and I wonder—am I gasping, or is the earthes breathing through me? Answer.. Angels. ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎