In the beginning there was Darkness

SAMUEL i am the ocean, crawling madly at your moon. and with one wanton whoop — Sam nodded, trying to reassure Maea with a simple smile. He trusted that she wouldn't be hurt (he had taken Remi to the shrine before and it had been fine, after all) but had wanted to give her the chance to leave in case she was uncomfortable. But it seemed she wanted to stay, so he said no more about it and followed Wessex over to the shrine. If he'd known Maea wanted to take his hand he would have let her, not usually being so free with physical contact but feeling a bit nervous himself with the presence of Wessex and the always-nervewracking visit to a shrine. He stepped close, beside Wessex. "We have found this text. It would be very helpful if you could help us read it." — i melt into a sycophantic soup, & all that's left to do, is giggle, fawn, and swoon.