Safrin
Ronin... This time Safrin's voice won't pull her star from sleep, but instead change the colour of his dreams. Swelling with purples and violets so deep, Ronin will find himself rising into the night's sky to join his goddess on a cloud seemingly spun from pure light. "I didn't want to wake you...not after the few days you have had." She explains, holding her hands out for him.
Seated upon a blanket made of navy cloth, the goddess doesn't rise, but instead hopes to tug Ronin down into a seated position next to her. It has been only a few hours since the pair had left Sunjata at the shrine, but there was simply no time to wait.
Seated upon a blanket made of navy cloth, the goddess doesn't rise, but instead hopes to tug Ronin down into a seated position next to her. It has been only a few hours since the pair had left Sunjata at the shrine, but there was simply no time to wait.
