[ it seems like after a half-minute longer, shielding from the light is no longer necessary. where before shone something strange, now stands a woman. she smiles at . . . the way he guards from the light, perhaps? Or possibly his question, though he asked nothing unusual. she takes a deep performer's bow and provides him with an answer ]
Exael, Angel Harbinger. The angel of omens, prophecy, and tidings of things yet to come.
no subject
Exael, Angel Harbinger. The angel of omens, prophecy, and tidings of things yet to come.