Nova
We are beautiful things, wild things,
Maea had her idea first, and Nova listened with amazement. She hopped down to bounce in front of the Ancient. "Wow! How am I supposed to compete with that?" Her lips came out in a pout as she crossed her arms, but there was a slight twinkle in her eyes. Even if hers wasn't as good, Maea's had been great, and she was already enjoying herself.
Spinning on her toes, she stumbled through her own 'poem.' "When Vox talks... it's like he unlocks... my mind. It's... unorthodox! And mocks... the roadblocks!" Although stilted and odd, Nova felt proud of her own attempt, giggling. "That was actually pretty fun! Do you think he heard them?" That was the whole point, right? It made her wonder what else he heard, or saw for that matter. It was really creepy.
Spinning on her toes, she stumbled through her own 'poem.' "When Vox talks... it's like he unlocks... my mind. It's... unorthodox! And mocks... the roadblocks!" Although stilted and odd, Nova felt proud of her own attempt, giggling. "That was actually pretty fun! Do you think he heard them?" That was the whole point, right? It made her wonder what else he heard, or saw for that matter. It was really creepy.
searching for the brilliance within us.
