// where your body hears the words of the sun //
The knotted and gnarled portions of the lights came back to fruition, and unfurled, under Theea ’s careful ministrations. Eventually, they’d glint and blink and shine from where they were originally held and intended, a serene fixture and backdrop to the rest of the Celestine. The Accepted should’ve been proud of her efforts; helping to return tranquility to the surroundings.
Sohalia ’s attempts at waylaying the crow were met with disdain – but it still responded and listened, with a clear roll of its eyes and a gaze that might’ve been considered eerie. Maybe it just had a grudge on any human, and it wasn’t really the Luminary’s fault at all. Her work, without the imminent distraction of irritated birds, would be completed without any other faults.
And despite Zavien ’s frustration, he’d discover the other, additional lines to the saplings were efficient and held. They might have to be improved upon at a later date, but for now, it was what the younger trees required. He’d be able to finish up on the plants with a modicum of satisfaction.
The Caretaker wondered if she could repurpose the nests – rather than let them become a permanent fixture of something to be damaged and destroyed. Gathering them in her basket, she pondered over the peculiarities and potentials, before ensuring the benches were settled and completed, dusting them off with her hands, ready for incoming visitors once more.
From there, she checked the time – alarmed to find the sun had maneuvered significantly in their work, and began to head back to her office in the middle of the square to meet with everyone else.
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Head back to the office and report your progress!
Sohalia ’s attempts at waylaying the crow were met with disdain – but it still responded and listened, with a clear roll of its eyes and a gaze that might’ve been considered eerie. Maybe it just had a grudge on any human, and it wasn’t really the Luminary’s fault at all. Her work, without the imminent distraction of irritated birds, would be completed without any other faults.
And despite Zavien ’s frustration, he’d discover the other, additional lines to the saplings were efficient and held. They might have to be improved upon at a later date, but for now, it was what the younger trees required. He’d be able to finish up on the plants with a modicum of satisfaction.
The Caretaker wondered if she could repurpose the nests – rather than let them become a permanent fixture of something to be damaged and destroyed. Gathering them in her basket, she pondered over the peculiarities and potentials, before ensuring the benches were settled and completed, dusting them off with her hands, ready for incoming visitors once more.
From there, she checked the time – alarmed to find the sun had maneuvered significantly in their work, and began to head back to her office in the middle of the square to meet with everyone else.
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Head back to the office and report your progress!
Lena
// spoken in the voices of trees //
