every bait and switch was a work of art
The dancing lights of the Celestine will glow and pulse with the goddess's arrival, and overhead stars will wink into existence within the canopy of leaves. Gazing from face to face as if she were some nude model to be painted who was gauging the skill of the artists around her, eventually Safrin's gaze lands upon Gideon and remains there.
Tutting under her breath she extends a hand toward the Priest's face, letting her fingers brush the strong line of his jaw. "Now Gideon, we both know that death is not always a failure." She muses. "Or has the Order leaned so heavily upon its Eye that the rest of you have gone blind? Nothing has changed, and yet as you kneel here it seems done with defeat instead of fealty."
Tutting under her breath she extends a hand toward the Priest's face, letting her fingers brush the strong line of his jaw. "Now Gideon, we both know that death is not always a failure." She muses. "Or has the Order leaned so heavily upon its Eye that the rest of you have gone blind? Nothing has changed, and yet as you kneel here it seems done with defeat instead of fealty."
you're the one prize i'd cheat to win
