[ Something brittle inside of him cracks and flakes, soothed and injured because Liem accepts. He accepts, and Set is quick to drop his arms to the man's waist and draw him up, in, to his embrace. Warm and tight, his face dipping into the line of Liem's throat with a soft inhale — and he quiets. ]
Good. Then, [ he exhales soft and golden, a flowing sound like the rasp of silk sands flowing endlessly into dunes and waves. Tossed by the wind, pieces of things town down to motes over endless time; he breathes to the middle of their clasped hands and noses along Liem's cheek. ] Carry my blessing, Liem Talbott.
For you, I will always manifest when you call. I grant you an effigy of my might — so that even when you are alone, you will have me to call upon in battle. In times of loneliness.
[ Behind Liem, warmth pools in the form of sands divided from Set; drawn from his form to slice off and manifest in his shape — sand, expressive as him in the way that it smiles so deft and private down at the priest and dips to kiss the top of his head. ]
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Good. Then, [ he exhales soft and golden, a flowing sound like the rasp of silk sands flowing endlessly into dunes and waves. Tossed by the wind, pieces of things town down to motes over endless time; he breathes to the middle of their clasped hands and noses along Liem's cheek. ] Carry my blessing, Liem Talbott.
For you, I will always manifest when you call. I grant you an effigy of my might — so that even when you are alone, you will have me to call upon in battle. In times of loneliness.
[ Behind Liem, warmth pools in the form of sands divided from Set; drawn from his form to slice off and manifest in his shape — sand, expressive as him in the way that it smiles so deft and private down at the priest and dips to kiss the top of his head. ]