Faith corrodes like rusted iron—easy and quick in all this wet, salt-heavy air.
Sent to shadow a reclusive priest, Jeongguk's devotion starts to waver even further.
I knew from this alone without looking at the saved WIPs that it was yours and also I get a really bad migraine whenever I read your works because of how sophisticated and real the prose is.
no notes on anything (because i'm bound to secrecy) but. i. don't think you should be getting a migraine reading anything??? unless you meant my stuff makes you guys Think/you like this feeling, in which case........ i'm pleased with that i think �
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I consider myself as someone who isn't /that/ smart minded, so reading your prose makes me question everything I learned in English class despite it being my first language, so keep up the good work, because I learn something new everyday.