the ellsword.

(b-side bravery.) 🍄 the vorticose psalm clutters upon the meadowed chamber, slip off vault skies and sugar-bright clouds. dere baste a cheer heartthrob with bliss: dosh midair caught in daylight mischief and colors race one to other towards hereafter. heaven hops in diction prod passerby to horde start ever, again and again. thus, why stop when ponder keeps severe forth? ‘tis urban pocket of tidings (sfs, hfw, and such mensiversary) doux @ellswordrobot.