sweet dreams till sunbeams find you, sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
She's there before the last words leave his lips. Brighter perhaps for the incantation-like quality that his choice of phrasing holds, Safrin appears on the steps before her Star. A gown of pale white light contours around her, as perfectly painted lips smile fondly down upon him. "She is learning the names of the stars and the galaxies." The goddess answers, pride making her cheeks colour prettily. "She's even named a few as well." Safrin adds, beaming.
The world might be burning itself from the inside out, but Safrin will always take the time to praise her daughter. Such is her vanity and her love for her family.
"It is not the blight, no..." The goddess replies stiffly as she reaches for the bouquet of lilies. Ronin is not the only one marred by memories of that specific time, and for a moment Safrin's smile is soured at the mention of it. "It's strange...the infection spread and has now...stopped."
The world might be burning itself from the inside out, but Safrin will always take the time to praise her daughter. Such is her vanity and her love for her family.
"It is not the blight, no..." The goddess replies stiffly as she reaches for the bouquet of lilies. Ronin is not the only one marred by memories of that specific time, and for a moment Safrin's smile is soured at the mention of it. "It's strange...the infection spread and has now...stopped."
but in your dreams whatever they be, dream a little dream of me
