Safrin
everything looks perfect
from far away
from far away
"Is it?" The goddess wonders, a brow raised, her lips mirroring the movement in a frown. Hadn't Ronin heard her words of love for him? Of his value to her? Whereas Remi and Ludo...such was a relationship of convenience, to be sure. "I would watch him, with Ludo." Safrin said in a low voice, as if not wanting anyone else to hear despite their seeming isolation here. "Or else I might be playing games for you to see more than just Aoife, come the next festival."
'I know you will, my star." Fallen or dark, it hardly mattered anymore. Her galactic gaze sank into his blue stare; every part of Safrin wanted to go to him, then. From the way her lips trembled into the form of a smile, how the lines near her eyes deepened, how her pale gown flinched with tense muscles hidden beneath. But she didn't go to him, much as she wanted to.
"LongNight approaches. Are you ready?"
'I know you will, my star." Fallen or dark, it hardly mattered anymore. Her galactic gaze sank into his blue stare; every part of Safrin wanted to go to him, then. From the way her lips trembled into the form of a smile, how the lines near her eyes deepened, how her pale gown flinched with tense muscles hidden beneath. But she didn't go to him, much as she wanted to.
"LongNight approaches. Are you ready?"
