why icarus thought he'd find his place a little higher
“Thank youuu!” She chimes, leaning forward to clasp her sister’s arms with her hands – injecting warmth and excitement and gratitude for her sister that was always looking out for her. She releases her in time for the more colorful of the two of them to twist and spin, illusions fading to leave the building back to its mundane self – though she’s certain it wouldn’t be for long. Not if she had her way about it.
The stairway does still beckon to them, and she quickly scrambles back to her sister’s side as she approaches it – a chimed laugh leaving her as she shoots her sister an amused look. “Duh, obviously.” She says it like it’s the only thing left to do – everything else having been perfect so far. Once they can get their hands on it, the opportunities were soon to be boundless.
The stairway does still beckon to them, and she quickly scrambles back to her sister’s side as she approaches it – a chimed laugh leaving her as she shoots her sister an amused look. “Duh, obviously.” She says it like it’s the only thing left to do – everything else having been perfect so far. Once they can get their hands on it, the opportunities were soon to be boundless.
Calypso
it's curious, the flame of the fire
