Firefly Glen "Through the Refiner’s Fire" (Malachi 3:3)

<3 I absolutely love Periane

Her face unreadable, emotionless even. Fairy body relaxing under the light gaze of the priestess before her, pure and divine. A sense of ease washed over her, a feeling of understanding as the woman stated her desire. Mundane and simple, seeking the utmost form of divinity among the dying world. 

Plum gaze still fixed upon the heavens, „Yes,” Hemera murmured under breath, „I seek the divine light the Lord bestowed upon me.” Sandwoman shook her head, silky white veil on her shoulders fluttering from the movement. She needed to remain pure, untouched by the sins of the wild, worthy of the Lord’s light and guidance.

Finally, her gaze lowered to the pale woman before her. „What do you seek, priestess? Has the Lord not shown you the path yet?” Archaic and solemn, the tip of her lips curled into a grin. A dignified woman that remained without a light it seems, yet she could be wrong.