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Miracle , Flowers 8294
Liam and Virsche admire the revived founding tree of Delverne together, pale blooms a sun-dappled chandelier of white. A miracle, he breathes, like all the others the Dominus had performed the past days. What more will be done? What more is to come?
He speaks of faith, of grace. Of a joyous certainty now that Aurea has been given voice among them. All that Delverne had done could no longer be questioned by the naysayers, as the Templars’ holy mission remained ever true. How vindicating of their wishes! How justified for their slain.
She speaks quieter, in nods and demure assurances, for Virsche had always been a sweet and retiring sort, unchanged in this despite the decades of sea that separated them. Her voice that disagreed lay softer still, muted beneath his airs.
But all Liam can see in her delicate frame is who they are building this new Age for. What his duty meant for his people. So be it if Aurea asks more of the templars, as Her will was for the good of all Her children.
Whatever her misgivings, whatever his confidence, the ancient tree’s blossoming heralded the goddess’ path that Delverne was soon to pave.
virsche - mai--flower
liam - gonna find a bug in that bloom
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