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"...and the angels wouldn't help you, because they've all gone away"
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ig: @bread.art.gallery
everyhing j havent posted yet is on
ig: @bread.art.gallery
October 30, 2025 at 4:59 PM
October 30, 2025 at 4:58 PM
In the deep dark crevices of the vast open space, Chlearine lays in the living quarters of a mining colony. As the starship leaves, unbeknownst to her, she would be the first Astrochian to fare the stars in 2 centuries. She holds on tight to the halo of her people and dreams of angels once more.
August 27, 2025 at 5:38 AM
In the deep dark crevices of the vast open space, Chlearine lays in the living quarters of a mining colony. As the starship leaves, unbeknownst to her, she would be the first Astrochian to fare the stars in 2 centuries. She holds on tight to the halo of her people and dreams of angels once more.