His eyes flicked back and forth between the dozing off infant and Alys, but it was enough of a moment throughout to catch her wry expression. Content, he gave a juvenile grin in response, and waited for the other decisions to be made. Silver band, sapphire stone, all forthright and capable of creation. “Sure.”
From there, he spread his hands apart, giving ample space for the contortions and magic to unravel. The gilded glow stirred along his palms, and wove to the creation in his mind’s eye; argent circlet, embedded and designated with her chosen tarot symbols, ursur paws reaching outwards towards a sapphire stone, all accented and combined together to fuse into something tangible and unique; purely for Alys.
Upon finishing, he inspected it, satisfied with the arrangement, and placed it along the table before her; awaiting her own approval. “Will that suffice?”
From there, he spread his hands apart, giving ample space for the contortions and magic to unravel. The gilded glow stirred along his palms, and wove to the creation in his mind’s eye; argent circlet, embedded and designated with her chosen tarot symbols, ursur paws reaching outwards towards a sapphire stone, all accented and combined together to fuse into something tangible and unique; purely for Alys.
Upon finishing, he inspected it, satisfied with the arrangement, and placed it along the table before her; awaiting her own approval. “Will that suffice?”
deimos
Never let them drain the river of your soul
