Anael closed his eyes as he listened to those three words and felt the love that came with them, closed his eyes and held both words and feelings to his heart, close and cherished. Then he glanced in the direction of Coby and the priest, and moved towards the font, dipping his fingers as if to cross himself. Instead, he only crossed the glyph branded into his skin, and murmured a quiet prayer in one of the languages of Heaven.
Once he was done, the glyph still stood on his skin, now washed clean of blood but not of the deeper brand. He could feel it in detail now, and feel what it did.
He knelt in the knave, and sent a prayer of Love to God, then stood to see where Coby might be.
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Date: 2017-02-01 09:41 pm (UTC)Once he was done, the glyph still stood on his skin, now washed clean of blood but not of the deeper brand. He could feel it in detail now, and feel what it did.
He knelt in the knave, and sent a prayer of Love to God, then stood to see where Coby might be.