Safrin
Safrin arrives slowly—not in a blaze of light, but in something subtler, more intimate. Like the moment just before a candle flares to life. The air stills, every sound falling away but the hush of wind in the grass and the faint rustle of stars far above. A breath is drawn, not hers but the shrine’s, the world’s, and then she is there.
She steps from the dusklight like it’s a veil parting just for her, her silhouette unfurling in silk and starlight. Her feet are bare on the stone, her hair a fall of darkness threaded with galaxies, and her gaze lands first—inevitably, irrevocably—on Vesper. "My darling boy," she says, soft and warm and vast. The stars in her eyes flare like comets when they settle on him, pride etched into every line of her perfect face. "You completed your task." It’s not a question. She closes the distance with grace that defies mortal sense, and if he allows it, she reaches to cup his cheek with one celestial hand.
Her gaze turns then, slow and luminous, to where Colt stands in casual uncertainty. Safrin’s smile doesn’t vanish—it shifts. Less private now, less honeyed with maternal pride and more bright with interest. "And who," she says, voice silken and inquisitive, "is this?"
Vesper's Shadow Touch has been upgraded!
She steps from the dusklight like it’s a veil parting just for her, her silhouette unfurling in silk and starlight. Her feet are bare on the stone, her hair a fall of darkness threaded with galaxies, and her gaze lands first—inevitably, irrevocably—on Vesper. "My darling boy," she says, soft and warm and vast. The stars in her eyes flare like comets when they settle on him, pride etched into every line of her perfect face. "You completed your task." It’s not a question. She closes the distance with grace that defies mortal sense, and if he allows it, she reaches to cup his cheek with one celestial hand.
Her gaze turns then, slow and luminous, to where Colt stands in casual uncertainty. Safrin’s smile doesn’t vanish—it shifts. Less private now, less honeyed with maternal pride and more bright with interest. "And who," she says, voice silken and inquisitive, "is this?"
Vesper's Shadow Touch has been upgraded!
