For he who holds the memory of man
For he whose arcane business is long forgotten
Why should he bless you?
If you cannot even remember his face
He who holds the past upon his shoulders
And the future in his hands
Hail Zachriel, Angel of Memory
EDIT: My mom wanted a big print of this, so I went back in a made some corrections. More solid halo is the biggest one. Thanks to =look
for the clockwork patterns on it. Other then that, it was just some lighting updates and cleaning a few things up.