Love Everlasting

'You are raising quite the little artists." A voice said, distinctively Safrin's, as the starry drawings rose into the air and began to glisten and glimmer as if painted with real starlight. Hands appeared around the pages, and attached to them was the goddess who mused at the artwork with a gentle smile. "Hello again Roana." Safrin said, her galactic demeanour calm and breathtaking in the somber lighting. Safrin the devil is not as black as he is painted