safrin
'That doesn't sound like the girl who came to see me before, with fire in her eyes, wanting to take the world by storm.' Safrin notes with a brow slightly raised. 'What makes you think that a bit of metal and stone wrapped around your neck, or a wrist, have to be meant for you?' Head inclined to the side the herald's eyes narrow ever so slightly as she regards Aurelia.
"I do, yes. Though I am quite particular in what I choose to wear." She admits with a silvery laugh. Always would she accept gifts of jewelry from those who prayed to her. The pieces which were thoughtful, but not her taste, ended up adorning star clusters high up in various galaxies.
"I do, yes. Though I am quite particular in what I choose to wear." She admits with a silvery laugh. Always would she accept gifts of jewelry from those who prayed to her. The pieces which were thoughtful, but not her taste, ended up adorning star clusters high up in various galaxies.
