there's a bit of relief in the torch, but yeah, echoing the whole trepidation with what comes next. Sure, it'll end, but you know. everyone will go back to where they came from. all this blood and for what? he stays still with the hand curled over his for a long moment, selfishly.
but they have to leave eventually. nothing stays still forever. he'll try and clamber to his feet then, helping viktor as best as he can - it's probably pretty painful but the faster he's up the less drawn out the pain is. ]
careful, careful. you take the torch, together, and you walk. you walk, until you find stairs. at the top is an octagonal dais, and nestled in that is a large metal torch structure. it's not so tall that you couldn't see over the top of it, but it is big, and you get the sense that it's important.
it feels like there should be more fanfare - but there's not, not really. the fire of the torch, the same that lit the lantern that you kept alive all this time, touches the kindling, and something sparks. it takes a few tries. once. twice, three times.
but on the third, the flame catches, and it begins to light - blazing a pure, bright blue and beautiful. viktor, for a moment your form flickers like it too, in lucien's eyes, but you don't really notice it; instead, the flame takes your attention entirely.
this, you realize with a start, is the sacred flame. it's one of four parts of it, sent off to the different corners of the continents to protect the people who live in solistia. it's the basis of the faith of the clerical robes that you carry, but it is the protection of the entire continent. it is its hearth, its home. it is the dawn.
("And the people of Solistia may live in its light, warmth, and protection, evermore." says the male voice.)
the sacred flame relights. and with it, the two of you are swept up in its warmth, protected like being lifted on the wings of an angel. you close your eyes into the blue, blue moment, and you let the sacred flame guide you...
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there's a bit of relief in the torch, but yeah, echoing the whole trepidation with what comes next. Sure, it'll end, but you know. everyone will go back to where they came from. all this blood and for what? he stays still with the hand curled over his for a long moment, selfishly.
but they have to leave eventually. nothing stays still forever. he'll try and clamber to his feet then, helping viktor as best as he can - it's probably pretty painful but the faster he's up the less drawn out the pain is. ]
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careful, careful. you take the torch, together, and you walk. you walk, until you find stairs. at the top is an octagonal dais, and nestled in that is a large metal torch structure. it's not so tall that you couldn't see over the top of it, but it is big, and you get the sense that it's important.
it feels like there should be more fanfare - but there's not, not really. the fire of the torch, the same that lit the lantern that you kept alive all this time, touches the kindling, and something sparks. it takes a few tries. once. twice, three times.
but on the third, the flame catches, and it begins to light - blazing a pure, bright blue and beautiful. viktor, for a moment your form flickers like it too, in lucien's eyes, but you don't really notice it; instead, the flame takes your attention entirely.
this, you realize with a start, is the sacred flame. it's one of four parts of it, sent off to the different corners of the continents to protect the people who live in solistia. it's the basis of the faith of the clerical robes that you carry, but it is the protection of the entire continent. it is its hearth, its home. it is the dawn.
("And the people of Solistia may live in its light, warmth, and protection, evermore." says the male voice.)
the sacred flame relights. and with it, the two of you are swept up in its warmth, protected like being lifted on the wings of an angel. you close your eyes into the blue, blue moment, and you let the sacred flame guide you...
... back to the cavern of the sun and moon. ]