He watched her come with eyes that were bright with hope and dark with a bone-deep exhaustion in equal measure. His shoulders remained unbowed by the burdens he had chosen to take up, however, and his weary heart, even wounded, continued to beat with resolute determination to see through the dark days to come.
His Queen. His home. Blood and roses and lilies white as bone. A violet shadow on Torchline's horizon and the hunt for black-souled stones.
But for these few moments with his goddess he was able to take solace from her smile. The whisper of her approval slipped through his ribs to cradle his heart, chasing the shadows from it and easing his fears with her pride in him, and Hadama finally breathed out, exhaling the tension that he held hidden inside as he bowed his head in acknowledgment of her compliments.
And then raised it at her touch, light as snow and warm as feathers on his skin. "I do." Solemn confirmation that the Void's power was a tsunami that could not be outrun. That the days of careful consideration, of building defenses and cautiously training his strength were at an end.
He did not know how long he could maintain the pace, but with Safrin's light to bolster his spirit he would hold to it as long as he could. "Thank you."
~Fin
His Queen. His home. Blood and roses and lilies white as bone. A violet shadow on Torchline's horizon and the hunt for black-souled stones.
But for these few moments with his goddess he was able to take solace from her smile. The whisper of her approval slipped through his ribs to cradle his heart, chasing the shadows from it and easing his fears with her pride in him, and Hadama finally breathed out, exhaling the tension that he held hidden inside as he bowed his head in acknowledgment of her compliments.
And then raised it at her touch, light as snow and warm as feathers on his skin. "I do." Solemn confirmation that the Void's power was a tsunami that could not be outrun. That the days of careful consideration, of building defenses and cautiously training his strength were at an end.
He did not know how long he could maintain the pace, but with Safrin's light to bolster his spirit he would hold to it as long as he could. "Thank you."
~Fin
