Not for His Sake

"Rae...god of nature. They are the duality in all things." Safrin explained with a nod. "Yes, one is Vi. Creator of life.." A smile that spoke of love and unfettered affection crossed Safrin's lips as she spoke his name with a wistful and longing sigh. "And then there is Mort. The closer of life, God of death." With a growl, Safrin waved her hand dismissively as the world righted itself and serenity fell around them again. "She would prey on your ignorance, but do not be fooled as Bastien has been. Her words are carefully constructed half-truths and her eyes are pretty lies." Softly, Safrin's gaze became gentle and deep once again as she gazed down at Phoebe. "You will never be safe from them while you remained an Accepted. If you ever wish for our protection, you need only ask." With a gentle smile, the deity nodded obligingly. "It would uplift me also to hear my name on your lips Phoebe, should you wish to speak of me, I would be well pleased." Safrin the devil is not as black as he is painted