Bask in the Light of the Stars
Zen turned at the sound of a voice, silver eyes narrowing as he studied the approaching man. Tall, dark hair, blue eyes, pale star, and familiar features. Even before the question was posed, he recognized Vesper. His brother. Relaxing, the newer Demi-god was surprised to have run into one of his siblings so quickly. But he supposed it was fitting. Blue and purple stars bloomed into existence beside his head, swirling together to form his response, (I am.)
Unfortunately, Zen couldn't tell what Vesper was thinking at the moment, or how welcome his presence was. He had actively avoided watching the triplets from the stars, apart from learning their names and faces. Spying on the trio had seemed like a poor choice given his desire to get along with them.
The stars shifted, coiling together before stretching out to form new words, (Vesper, right? I'm Zen.)
Unfortunately, Zen couldn't tell what Vesper was thinking at the moment, or how welcome his presence was. He had actively avoided watching the triplets from the stars, apart from learning their names and faces. Spying on the trio had seemed like a poor choice given his desire to get along with them.
The stars shifted, coiling together before stretching out to form new words, (Vesper, right? I'm Zen.)
Or be burned by their light
Zen
