// i am the righteous hand of god //
It’s a gentle and soft caress that first greets his hands, then his lower back, and he does indulge in Dygra’s prompting, stepping closer to the shrine and relishing in the warmth and affection as he can tell the cane is being inspected. “I, too, thought so.” He beams, grin widening.
It remains, even as he feels her withdraw once she’d touched his cheeks, and as the instructions are given and her own announcement of a combination of themselves, he couldn’t feel more whole. “I am eternally grateful.” He hums, inclining his head in a bow again, committing the instructions to heart before he feels Dygra depart and he, once again, feels whole and warm as he steps away — cane clicking against the floor of the Temple as he departs (even more grateful he doesn’t have to venture to the Black Lake).
— FIN
It remains, even as he feels her withdraw once she’d touched his cheeks, and as the instructions are given and her own announcement of a combination of themselves, he couldn’t feel more whole. “I am eternally grateful.” He hums, inclining his head in a bow again, committing the instructions to heart before he feels Dygra depart and he, once again, feels whole and warm as he steps away — cane clicking against the floor of the Temple as he departs (even more grateful he doesn’t have to venture to the Black Lake).
— FIN
Astaroth
// i am the devil that you forgot //
