Safrin
The stars in her eyes flicker gently, the light of them warm and eternal. "Of course I will come," Safrin murmurs, her voice like velvet dusk, rich with promise. "And you won’t have to look far—I’ll be watching you the entire way."
She steps forward, the air shimmering faintly with her nearness, and with a whisper of constellations trailing behind her fingers, she brushes her touch across Zavien’s shoulder. A quiet blessing—wordless, but felt. Hope, courage, and the memory of starlight seeping into the very marrow of him.
Then, like the final glimmer of twilight slipping below the horizon, she vanishes.
~FIN
She steps forward, the air shimmering faintly with her nearness, and with a whisper of constellations trailing behind her fingers, she brushes her touch across Zavien’s shoulder. A quiet blessing—wordless, but felt. Hope, courage, and the memory of starlight seeping into the very marrow of him.
Then, like the final glimmer of twilight slipping below the horizon, she vanishes.
~FIN
