05-18-2021, 10:58 PM
NEUNA
They are alone, the third daughter and the shadow pup, and then they are not.
He is a small thing, this boy who appears from nothing all ringed in light and blinks so boldly at her and asks her things she does not know how to answer.
(If she were Decima, she might have seen him coming. If she were Maurtia, she might have been able to stop him. But she is Neuna, creator of life, she has no foresight and it is not up to her to decide where life ends.)
Her chest heaves once with surprise and whatever love she’d felt splinter outward from the very center of her is forgotten. And, as it disperses, the glow fades until it is gone altogether and the child’s pale brow darkens with confusion as she turns her proud head in search of whatever star he’s referring to.
“Where?” she asks, though she knows that she has not seen a star and would not know to trap one even if she had. The wolf pop cocks its head curiously as the fog begins to fade, as well, as if the third daughter had been caught doing something she should not have been.
He is a small thing, this boy who appears from nothing all ringed in light and blinks so boldly at her and asks her things she does not know how to answer.
(If she were Decima, she might have seen him coming. If she were Maurtia, she might have been able to stop him. But she is Neuna, creator of life, she has no foresight and it is not up to her to decide where life ends.)
Her chest heaves once with surprise and whatever love she’d felt splinter outward from the very center of her is forgotten. And, as it disperses, the glow fades until it is gone altogether and the child’s pale brow darkens with confusion as she turns her proud head in search of whatever star he’s referring to.
“Where?” she asks, though she knows that she has not seen a star and would not know to trap one even if she had. The wolf pop cocks its head curiously as the fog begins to fade, as well, as if the third daughter had been caught doing something she should not have been.
@[Benjamen]