Raguel's eyes are wide in the glow cast by the golden light, his breathing unsteady and almost fearful. He's even more distracted when he realizes the light that meets Moiraine's golden aura at their joined hands is his own.
The light is silvery-white, and takes a form like the faint outline of a flame. Nothing burns.
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Date: 2007-11-06 03:59 am (UTC)The light is silvery-white, and takes a form like the faint outline of a flame. Nothing burns.
Raguel's eyes close.