— @aBlizzardorTwo
The Light rests atop the heights,
from which all the Inpherno is seen.
' ' Another of you . ' '
She begins,
caution lacing
Her words
' ' faux-god , fledgeling in power ;
what brings you here ? ' '
" Coincidence, if one were to believe it;
I am only passing through. Our Lord
had given me a package to deliver,
and it is through this path that I am
returning to Her. "
She can see her pain.
Mercifully, He turns
Her gaze away,
reaching for Her veil.
' ' Speak freely ,
o’ animus .
What is it that is
leading you astray ? ' '
ILLUMINA retweeted
Of course, apologies for keeping you. And, future apologies for any feelings of being watched. The butterflies you or the being may see cause no harm.
... And, tell the being my thanks for such a wish. Or, perhaps I will send a letter. Hm.
[ Nodding, they turn around, +
— @snow_dancerr
" Greetings, Servant of The Cold
Spirit. It is not often Our Lord sees
one such as thee, even among the
many Futures that She sees. "
—— @burn3ds0uls
" … curious.
Our Lord had never expected one
such as you to come to being. Of all
the possibilities… "
They bow their head.
" to of no disrespect towards your
existence nor your purpose; tis only
Surprise. "
—— @imperotempests
" False wind.
You are not The Great Empress
that Our Lord has known— you have
no business here. "
— @falnfromgrace
' ' Child .
You crease doubt
across your face . ' '
The Light speaks without a voice.
It hurts to gaze upon Her.
' ' What is it that is cast
like shadows upon
your mind ? ' '
ILLUMINA retweeted
@RealmOfUnity
Gauntlet:
Ya 'n I, we ain't so different afterall.
Illumina:
Yer awfully gorgeous...! Ya would be ever more stunnin' drenched in gold~!
《Bonus》
[Illumina's body will be preserved and used for Church propaganda. Scythe would hold Gauntlet a funeral in private.]
The brow of Gauntlet’s face twitches
at that, although it is hard to tell from
what; concern, annoyance, perhaps
amusement— it could be anything.
" perhaps you will. "
They glance deeper into the trees,
where the bare wisps of light float
through the fog.
As Torch inspects the gift, Gauntlet
stretches his wings to the skies,
lifting themself into the air. As
suddenly as they came, their
departure proves to be just as quick.
Within is a stack of cards, inscribed
with golden leaf, 78 in total; a tarot
deck.














