Light and life filled the uppermost chamber of the lighthouse, and though it was the third time that Hadama had been blessed with the honor of Vi's presence he found the experience no less awe-inspiring. The quiet strength of the Elder God of Life was a bracing wind upon his soul as he bowed low, feeling himself not so much reassured as reinvigorated.
The reward for what they did was all that they had asked for: the protection of their home. To hear that it was recognized by the gods was humbling and Hadama raised his head to gaze upon the stern countenance of Safrin's creator with quiet gratitude in his gaze. "Thank you. We will begin immediately," he promised. Then his gaze shifted to Flora, bright with hope and a deep and abiding determination to finish what they had started together.
The reward for what they did was all that they had asked for: the protection of their home. To hear that it was recognized by the gods was humbling and Hadama raised his head to gaze upon the stern countenance of Safrin's creator with quiet gratitude in his gaze. "Thank you. We will begin immediately," he promised. Then his gaze shifted to Flora, bright with hope and a deep and abiding determination to finish what they had started together.
