Sometimes just a brief description like a bio can be an art or poetic to give a glimmer into their life.
They not only bring under their wing, it is also a shelter a place of home, something they stand up for.
Knowing they do pray, gives some comfort for those hoping they'll pray for them too. Sometimes their true wishes can also have for them losing their religion.
Following what to believe in will find there is that true fanbase of similarity. Even if some other else think it's a funny way of showing it, just as long as to stay true to oneself.
So, what they consider for being cute is somewhat different to ones own idea. Doesn't mean they're weird or anything. Just means they don't find the same interests as everyone else. If they like the fact someone gets the hells bells punched out of them by an other. Seeing to their wounds is cute.
In the forest; a final resting place that became very lonely when to consider how all to once knew them will slowly distance themselves. In memory and prayers they remained, and deeply placed within a tomb that a single light reflects upon. Echoes of wind slowly blowing through but no sound of a voice nor a whisper. Alone they are lying there for eternity without a single soul to visit. Years, decades, centuries pass, and just a mere few words to their name is all anyone can know for them.
Acts Ch.2:V.6 " - Now when this was noised abroad, the multitude came together, and were confounded, because that every man heard them speak in his own language."
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