it was strange , to feel the energies that radiated from the first of the oracles , her divine charge granted in the wake of ardynâs own ruination . he remembered when this remote corner of solheim was but verdant untapped jungles many felt was too sacred to venture . but by the white spires that crested into the sky was that no longer true , izuniaâs gold eyes averted away as they were guided around the base of floating bridges suspended between the floating mountains . the path was rickety and he thanked foresight to not have brought their chocobos with them . all was washed away and only his inner circle allowed to advance , when guided through those corridors did izunia take pause within a spacious foyer meant to receive guests , izunia yet wary .
 yet , when a maiden clad in milky ivory emerged was the lucian almost blinded from the contrast of lacy white to her black hair , gold meeting green as izunia realized who this was :
 lady gentiana nox fleuret of tenebrae .
 bowing regally , towering over the maiden who was to be his successor , he held a fist of sincerity to his chest . â peace be upon you , lady gentiana . â
@glacialborn












