it's fine to fake it 'till you make it
Unfocused, Safrin’s eyes peer into the darkness. Her lips part around the shape of a scream, but no sound emerges. Instead she reaches out for Ronin as he makes his offer. As her fingertips brush against him, the Nova’s eyes fill with bleak starlight as the goddess manages to superimpose herself over him while simultaneously remaining broken on the ground.
“They’re coming “ Ronin and Safrin say at once, their voice a hauntingly compressed sound. For all of his strength, the demigod will feel his energy waning with every second that Safrin remains within him. Fallen star that she is, death lurks nearby if the goddess is not careful. “I couldn’t stop them…too strong…” She whispers, turning Ronin’s blue eyes toward Deimos. “I don’t know how to stop it.”
Ronin will feel his life fading away as Safrin brightens in his bones. Painlessly the world will simply begin to grow dark as if he’s being enveloped by the cosmos.
“They’re coming “ Ronin and Safrin say at once, their voice a hauntingly compressed sound. For all of his strength, the demigod will feel his energy waning with every second that Safrin remains within him. Fallen star that she is, death lurks nearby if the goddess is not careful. “I couldn’t stop them…too strong…” She whispers, turning Ronin’s blue eyes toward Deimos. “I don’t know how to stop it.”
Ronin will feel his life fading away as Safrin brightens in his bones. Painlessly the world will simply begin to grow dark as if he’s being enveloped by the cosmos.
'till you do. 'till it's true.
