Everyone deserves Life.
It is a small smile, but a smile nonetheless. She sees it as a gift, this woman aglow with infant celestials. Vi sees it as a burden, but they agree on the sentiment.
Their right is to live. And Amalia has chosen to bear the responsibility of protecting that right, come good or bad. And what a grey and hazy path she has chosen to walk. But at least there is light to guide the way.
"Doing one's best, one may never be judged harshly," he says, drumming long fingers across his knees and remaining seated before her as the Temple's candles flicker and blur, and the rain roars outside.
"May Safrin find her shrine well." Inclining his head to Amalia, Vi need not give a grand exit. He is merely gone in the next glance, a lingering warmth in the darkness, a faint kiss on bare skin.
It is a small smile, but a smile nonetheless. She sees it as a gift, this woman aglow with infant celestials. Vi sees it as a burden, but they agree on the sentiment.
Their right is to live. And Amalia has chosen to bear the responsibility of protecting that right, come good or bad. And what a grey and hazy path she has chosen to walk. But at least there is light to guide the way.
"Doing one's best, one may never be judged harshly," he says, drumming long fingers across his knees and remaining seated before her as the Temple's candles flicker and blur, and the rain roars outside.
"May Safrin find her shrine well." Inclining his head to Amalia, Vi need not give a grand exit. He is merely gone in the next glance, a lingering warmth in the darkness, a faint kiss on bare skin.
VI
