Safrin
Safrin laughs—not cruelly, not sharply, but with a soft ripple of delight that seems to chime through the air itself. The grass around the shrine glistens faintly as starlight gathers at her heels, responding to the sound. "Well," she drawls, one brow arched with theatrical indulgence, "if he asked for it..." She glances at Vesper then, the warmth in her expression deepening with shared humour and a mother's endless fondness. "My boy does tend to seek out trouble like it owes him something."
With a casual flick of her wrist, stardust blooms from her fingertips like spilled constellations. It swirls upward, encircling not jsut Vesper but Colt as well, in slow-moving brilliance—light that settles in aching joints and tender muscles, that hums through skin like a balm. It doesn’t just heal; it soothes, lingers like a second heartbeat. A mother’s touch, felt in every flicker of cosmic warmth.
Safrin moves closer to Vesper as the stardust continues to drift. She presses her lips briefly to his temple, a glimmering kiss left behind like the echo of a falling star. Her voice is a hush meant only for him: "Watch over your sisters. And give them my love."
As she begins to draw back, her gaze flicks one last time toward Colt—curious, thoughtful, but not unkind. She sees more than she lets on, as always. And then she vanishes like a sigh, swept into the wind and sky, leaving nothing behind but warmth and the faint shimmer of fading light.
~FIN
With a casual flick of her wrist, stardust blooms from her fingertips like spilled constellations. It swirls upward, encircling not jsut Vesper but Colt as well, in slow-moving brilliance—light that settles in aching joints and tender muscles, that hums through skin like a balm. It doesn’t just heal; it soothes, lingers like a second heartbeat. A mother’s touch, felt in every flicker of cosmic warmth.
Safrin moves closer to Vesper as the stardust continues to drift. She presses her lips briefly to his temple, a glimmering kiss left behind like the echo of a falling star. Her voice is a hush meant only for him: "Watch over your sisters. And give them my love."
As she begins to draw back, her gaze flicks one last time toward Colt—curious, thoughtful, but not unkind. She sees more than she lets on, as always. And then she vanishes like a sigh, swept into the wind and sky, leaving nothing behind but warmth and the faint shimmer of fading light.
~FIN
