Sweeeeeeeeeeet.
And not in the sugary kind of way, but in the cool kind of way.
(BuAc=1): mg = 3πaλcosα [uh|combustion] // where λ = fierce
The moon was crying silver tears.
Smeared in my cheek they shined through the darkness of my own fear.
Please inform the correspondent authorities if sighting of creature occurs. Do not attempt to manage.
It’s apparently called a “call for generosity” and it’s pretty neat.
Specially when the kids smile at it.