Angelina at nineteen.
With pen (colour added in SAI)
But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?
This is honestly my favorite quote. It’s changed how I look at life and religion.
"Parade": Marie Piovesan by Anthony Maule for Numero #142 April 2013
my sister in grandpa’s bedroom