Bask in the Light of the Stars
Zen would be heading to Halo soon but before he left Torchline, he wanted to meet Calypso and Nova. Just like with Vesper, Zen knew their names and faces faces, but that was as far as his knowledge went. The Demi-god had refrained from spying on the triplets while he was in the stars, unwilling to damage a possible sibling relationship before it could even begin.
But where to find them? Zen almost regretted his respect for their privacy now. He didn't know where they lived and was only vaguely aware of some of the places they had visited in the past few weeks. Sitting at a cafe and sipping on some bizarre purple latte that the barista had excitedly urged him to order, the Demi-god considered his options. Taking a sip, his brow furrowed in surprise. Why was it spicy?
His mother must have been looking out for him at the moment because as he turned to watch the people walking by, a familiar face appeared in the crowd.
Stars sparked to life in front of the young woman. Blues and purple swirling with white and into words, forming a brief message. (Hi, Calypso. It's good to meet you.)
But where to find them? Zen almost regretted his respect for their privacy now. He didn't know where they lived and was only vaguely aware of some of the places they had visited in the past few weeks. Sitting at a cafe and sipping on some bizarre purple latte that the barista had excitedly urged him to order, the Demi-god considered his options. Taking a sip, his brow furrowed in surprise. Why was it spicy?
His mother must have been looking out for him at the moment because as he turned to watch the people walking by, a familiar face appeared in the crowd.
Stars sparked to life in front of the young woman. Blues and purple swirling with white and into words, forming a brief message. (Hi, Calypso. It's good to meet you.)
Or be burned by their light
Zen
