The Angel looks towards Gazardiel, and smiles. "Why thank you brother, you look well yourself."
The Angel looks towards Gazardiel, and smiles. "Why thank you brother, you look well yourself."
"Is mise tusa... Is tusa mise... Ón bhfarraige d'anam, tháinig mé..."
お前 が 信じる, お前 を 信じろ
A scientist never needs a reason to set something on fire.
The only thing that exists is the way people relate, interact and affect each other, and how that expands throughout the world. There should never be an end to a tale.