𝘎𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘤 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙇𝙀𝙂𝙀𝙉𝘿 𝙊𝙁 𝙋𝙀𝙂𝘼𝙎𝙐𝙎 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙐𝙀𝙎.

𝘉𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘶𝘯. 𝘽𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙀𝙓𝘾𝘼𝙇𝙄𝘽𝙐𝙍.

𖥸ᭃPinned Purposes

⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝙁𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣.

⠀ ⠀⠀Her beloved Knights, gracing her glimmering sights with their resolute resplendence— her heart swelled, and muster a smile did she so wish, but she merely watched on with a benevolent expression.

⠀ ⠀⠀She couldn’t right the wrongs of her grandfather’s ways nor would she pretend misfortune did not befall the fruits of his labors, but she would strive to be the goddess whose hands these Saints could take in reassurance through every battle written by the stars.

⠀ ⠀⠀Faster than the most formidable fist could render the heavens did the seasons change, the stars above pirouetting to the turned stage of astral axes. And with that all so too do the winds stir spirits even more wildly than a burst of Cosmo. ⠀ ⠀⠀A Saintia grew ➺

➺ restless, almost perturbed; she would seek the audience of her Goddess, hoping that her Ladyship experienced ease in her heart. ⠀ ⠀⠀No longer did the Cadmean have the leisure she once had to share her company and see how she fared.