Blackwater Islands he'd kiss your eyes and repent

the keeper would find his prophet alone at her altar. eyes closed. the skyrock before her. in the silence she sought god, until the footsteps of her keeper shattered the quiet and scattered the spirits to the wind. her eyes opened, then, and she looked upon him.

ingram, the listener whispered, shivering as the spirits rushed back to fill the void they'd left. something had changed. he had changed. the spirits wept and fell at the keeper's feet, pleading, praying. the spirits gather at your feet. you have been changed.

would it be okay to update this to present day? (: