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Parting the snowclouds with little more than a gentle breath, under Vi's influence the night sky above the Observatory will appear as clear and starlit as in Longheat. Around it the snow still falls upon the Sidhe village and ice glitters in the moonlight, alerting any who may gaze up that something more-than-mortal is afoot here. Not that visitors would see anything further, should they go creeping up to the Observatory. Because the meeting about to take place occurs high above, deep in the cosmos, where the God of Life awaits his daughter of the stars with a red rose between his fingers. "Safrin." His voice is a rumble of deep, warm thunder, and the stars immediately nearby flash and pulse with his presence.
"I would speak with you."
