We are all stardust
Zen's eyes tilted up to stay locked on Hadama's. Nothing on the older Demi-god's face gave it away, but the younger had a feeling that he'd failed a silent test. No matter. If the Tidebreaker had been hoping that Zen would be Seren's equal, that was a matter of his own wishful thinking. Zen didn't have the luxury of time or peace that his sister had experienced.
Still, he listened intently as Hadama spoke, absorbing the information and realigning his understanding of his kin.
Zen jaw tightened at the question. Deep blue stars swirled into existence. (Nothing concrete yet, except to fight it.) The Demi-god's eyes trailed to the night sky as his stars morphed once more, (I still have much to learn.) He knew that he needed to become more powerful and more experienced in order to effectively combat the Family. There was so little time, but Zen could acknowledge that he'd only been in Caido for a matter of weeks. Even the small amount of progress that he'd made was nothing to scoff at.
Still, he listened intently as Hadama spoke, absorbing the information and realigning his understanding of his kin.
Zen jaw tightened at the question. Deep blue stars swirled into existence. (Nothing concrete yet, except to fight it.) The Demi-god's eyes trailed to the night sky as his stars morphed once more, (I still have much to learn.) He knew that he needed to become more powerful and more experienced in order to effectively combat the Family. There was so little time, but Zen could acknowledge that he'd only been in Caido for a matter of weeks. Even the small amount of progress that he'd made was nothing to scoff at.
Reflections of the cosmos and the passage of time
Zenith
