SAFRIN
Suddenly everything grows dark and starlit. The world is a gentle and dusky periwinkle, and though it is not within Safrin's power to warm the air, there is a cosmic stillness that falls all around. "Possible?" Safrin softly and elegantly sings. Restored to her former glory, the goddess seems to step out from a curtain of existence to appear before Sunjata. Cloaked in midnight clouds with eyes as radiant as any star in the heavens, she traces her fingers upon the man's back. Covered in pelts as he is, still he'll feel her warm touch radiating through her skin.
"But of course, sugar. All you have to do is ask." She concludes, completing her revolution to stand before him.
