she who loved you yesterday

Safrin Safrin laughs warmly, as if this small revelation on Amalia's part is somehow a surprise. The goddess needs none of her long-sight to feel the bubbling anticipation that perhaps now, after all this time, perhaps her questions will be answered. Still, the girl is young as is her mind. She needs time to meditate on what she has been told already, to let it fill the slots that mystery and land mortality have left in her thoughts. Still, there is more she can offer just now, before it becomes too much. "There will be time. Of that I can assure you." Safrin encourages, her smile bemused and her eyes gently adoring as she gazes down. "There was an old tomb in the underground. Long before it was so—before the collapse—books written by the first to be trapped within. Perhaps you would find them interesting? If you wish to seek them out, speak my name at the entrance of the ruined waterway, and all will be revealed to you. "Rae fashions nothing but that which will suit the world best, and Vi breathes life into only that deserving of it. You are good Amalia. We seek only to be closer to you. If that is what you wish, then take my hand." Gently, Safrin extends her hands. Open so that her palms face upwards, all of creation seems to subtly sparkle there in the shifting sands of her skin. The rise and fall of mountains, the tiders and oceans that once covered the globe before Caido saw fit to build. The whisper of life breathing through the trees and the echo of love in the clouds. "Take my hand, and I shall show you his face.." She whispers and the world falls silent and dark, lit only by the power resonating in Safrin's hands. Amalia has been given a quest! If she speaks Safrin's name at the entrance of the underground, she will be shown the way to a tomb of books! This should be a PQ if you want to complete it.