AmaLiA
the shield of safrin
"How many would you need?" Amalia asks, hoping for simplicity's sake it's only one. "I can get them for you." Turning at the hand upon her shoulder, the Shield is surprised to find herself nearly touching the goddess, the celestial scent of her filling the girl's senses.
Obedient, the baker too tucks her legs beneath her, her hands upon bent knees as Jyoti settles into her lap. Closing her eyes, she begins to breathe deeply as the world around them fades away, replaced by soft colors and soothing aromas. "It's beautiful," she breathes, a peaceful smile on her face.
Obedient, the baker too tucks her legs beneath her, her hands upon bent knees as Jyoti settles into her lap. Closing her eyes, she begins to breathe deeply as the world around them fades away, replaced by soft colors and soothing aromas. "It's beautiful," she breathes, a peaceful smile on her face.
you're breaking your own heart
