A Meeting of the Mysterious Kind
The sweltering heat beat down upon Lunafreya as she took the next person's hands in her own. She could feel the sweat sliding down her forehead, her own body doing its best to keep her cool during her endeavors. It mattered little though, for the Oracle knew of her duty to the people. Heat was merely a mosquito buzzing in her ear compared to others' pain.
"I can only do so much, I'm afraid, but relief should come to you a few days hence. Please, allow me to relieve your suffering."
Blonde locks swayed as the young woman bent her head over the afflicted one's. This would be painful, as it was every time she took the Scourge into her body. It wasn't difficult to do, as she had told a child once after that particular healing session. However, it was difficult to keep a straight face, to show no pain in front of others. Often times she would collapse after the people left, no longer able to stifle the pain into her sub consciousness.
"Blessed Stars of life and light...deliver us from Darkness' blight."
A warm glow surrounded the Oracle's hands and forehead, the Starscourge receding from the poor soul's body. Pain instantly flowed into Lunafreya, consuming her every thought, almost overpowering her will. Darkness in its truest form this was, the blackest night unable to compare.
Panting, she smiled at the person, the crowd raising its gasps and eventually erupting in cheers at her deeds. It was this, the hopes of the numerous people surrounding her, that gave the blonde strength to go on.