the devil is not as black as he is painted
With the beginning of a laugh that seemed to fade away before it could start, the goddess gazed at her Fallen Star. Frowning at Ronin, having heard sentiments very close to those she was hearing now from Jigano, the goddess pulled in a breath. "Is that what you want? To simply keep everyone safe? They will all die eventually, as will you. There are things you might do to prolong it, but I did not bring you back simply so you could cease living your life so that you could simply lay it down for those around you."
And the suggestion he was being silly, Safrin merely nodded in easy agreement. He was. It was part of being mortal after all.
And the suggestion he was being silly, Safrin merely nodded in easy agreement. He was. It was part of being mortal after all.
