The wind is at your back, the world is at your feet
Nova dove diligently into her work, fingers moving deftly to compile gorgeous arrays of ethereal lanterns that she knew her mom would appreciate. She was completely in her element, gentle hums replacing any strict lines of thought or concentration. Instinct guided her hands, letting her visions come to life in barely any time at all. Before she realized it, her job was finished, and a soft pout began to form on her lips, disappointed that her project was done.
That's why Hadama's question was immediately met with an abundance of enthusiasm and incorrect phrasing as her face lit up. "I'd hoped you'd never ask!" And without a care in the world, she got started, lighting each colorful lantern with bright lights. Once they were sparkling to show off their artistic cutouts and crystalline glass designs, Nova gathered them in her arms and began to disperse them about the shrine, making sure each one got to shine in its own right. As she made her way skipping through, she was followed by the glow of lanterns and her happy humming, her pink and green hair flapping behind.
Nova places her lanterns!
That's why Hadama's question was immediately met with an abundance of enthusiasm and incorrect phrasing as her face lit up. "I'd hoped you'd never ask!" And without a care in the world, she got started, lighting each colorful lantern with bright lights. Once they were sparkling to show off their artistic cutouts and crystalline glass designs, Nova gathered them in her arms and began to disperse them about the shrine, making sure each one got to shine in its own right. As she made her way skipping through, she was followed by the glow of lanterns and her happy humming, her pink and green hair flapping behind.
Nova places her lanterns!
Nova
