Shine a light through an open door

Safrin Smiling softly, Safrin brushed the last remaining shards of Hadama's offering from her fingertips and gown before rising and looking over her shoulder where the Citadel sparkled softly. "Go then." She whispered, before turning and extending her hand toward the Tidebreaker. Upon taking it, Hadama would find himself effortlessly pulled from the icy waters, bearing legs and fine leather trousers adorned with hand-stitched stars. "Meditate on your questions as you make your way. Find me again once you understand both paths offered to you." So saying, Safrin squeezed the merking's hand gently before disappearing in a whisper of starlight. ~FIN