see what you find there with grace in your heart and flowers in your hair
Everest wasn't the only one unhappy about being cut off from his shifts. Another young Attuned was also struggling with it. Paige didn't struggle in the same way that Ever did. She didn't need her shifts to balance her mind. She didn't need them to be playful. However, they were a fundamental part of who she was. Not having a quintessential part of her left her feeling empty.
As such, it was a struggle to find things to fill that space. Paige had taken to new hobbies. Just about anything to give her something to focus on. Recently it had been gymnastics. More specifically backbend kickovers and how many she could do in a row. Thus far she was up to thirty.
Paige pauses in her backbend, seeming to notice Everest for the first time, a smile curling on her lips at the sight of her friend. "Hey! Watcha writin'?" She asks curiously, used to seeing him with the notebook and knowing that whatever he was about to tell her would certainly be longwinded. Maybe she could see how long she could hold this particular backbend while he explained.
As such, it was a struggle to find things to fill that space. Paige had taken to new hobbies. Just about anything to give her something to focus on. Recently it had been gymnastics. More specifically backbend kickovers and how many she could do in a row. Thus far she was up to thirty.
Paige pauses in her backbend, seeming to notice Everest for the first time, a smile curling on her lips at the sight of her friend. "Hey! Watcha writin'?" She asks curiously, used to seeing him with the notebook and knowing that whatever he was about to tell her would certainly be longwinded. Maybe she could see how long she could hold this particular backbend while he explained.
Paige
