[The solemn archbishop had kept himself situated in the wake of the destruction, letting the anguish and abhorrence burn him up till he was likened to the cinders at his feet. The angelina had made not a sound, and yet somehow when the silence was placating and welcoming... That was when she would appear.
Worn from the inside out, he let his gaze pan to the source of that benign quietude. And there she was. He saw not the shine of the pristine relic in her hands, but the glass of her doll-like eyes, laced with a sympathy only something from above could bestow upon a despicable man like him.]
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Date: 2010-07-04 03:18 am (UTC)Worn from the inside out, he let his gaze pan to the source of that benign quietude. And there she was. He saw not the shine of the pristine relic in her hands, but the glass of her doll-like eyes, laced with a sympathy only something from above could bestow upon a despicable man like him.]
Angelina...