Nova
Sometimes the one thing you can't access is the most intriguing. Like the mysteries at the bottom of the ocean or the back of a cabinet that you can't quite reach. It's even worse when someone tells Nova she can't do something, like lick her elbow or travel to other dimensions. It's why there was a distant look in her eyes, their blue glimmers looking like the galaxies that she pictured and the magics they held. "That's so cool!"
But, until the day she somehow managed to open portals to other worlds, Nova would have to settle for the one she lived in, her feet planted firmly in Caido. Her voice was taking on a breathy quality, her words more stuttered around the icy cut of the air. "Wh-what's your favorite magic? Do you th-think you'll get more?"
But, until the day she somehow managed to open portals to other worlds, Nova would have to settle for the one she lived in, her feet planted firmly in Caido. Her voice was taking on a breathy quality, her words more stuttered around the icy cut of the air. "Wh-what's your favorite magic? Do you th-think you'll get more?"
Life is nothing
without a little chaos to make it interesting
without a little chaos to make it interesting
