every bait and switch was a work of art
For a moment nothing at all happens, and the silence of the shrine will be of the sort that has Aurelia very aware of the pounding of her heartbeat in her own ears. Then, one by one, the flames on each candle spit and wave and the rose placed upon the shrine begins to wilt.
Black edges race down the delicate petals curling them inward until there is nothing left but a dark husk.
But then..
Moonlight bleeds through the charred petals and as the light presses them apart, they're covered in an opalescent light that bleeds colour and life back into them.
"That this was one of your first stops coming back to Torchline has not gone unnoticed." The goddess muses, appearing in a whisp of sea breeze and moonlight made flesh. How had Jack put it? Ballsy? Where the captain and his crew might not have appreciated it, Safrin certainly did.
"You say you've changed Fireheart, but I hope you know that actions are what will have me believe that."
Black edges race down the delicate petals curling them inward until there is nothing left but a dark husk.
But then..
Moonlight bleeds through the charred petals and as the light presses them apart, they're covered in an opalescent light that bleeds colour and life back into them.
"That this was one of your first stops coming back to Torchline has not gone unnoticed." The goddess muses, appearing in a whisp of sea breeze and moonlight made flesh. How had Jack put it? Ballsy? Where the captain and his crew might not have appreciated it, Safrin certainly did.
"You say you've changed Fireheart, but I hope you know that actions are what will have me believe that."
you're the one prize i'd cheat to win
