Nova
The mud around her feet begins to break through, drawing her eyes down to where it oozes past the ice and onto her shoes. Lifting up a single foot, Nova sneers at the mud, ready to stomp her foot down in another moment of annoyed retaliation, but her eyes catch on the frozen flowers held tight in her fingers, a gasp ripping through the air. The gift she'd gathered for her mother is ruined and the fury awakens in her like an explosion of glittery shrapnel, threatening to catch anything in her path.
"Look what you made me do!!" The screech of her words is a warning in itself, but a flurry of snowflakes falls in a punctuation of her words. Ice cracks beneath her as it chills even further, turning darker and slicker with the drop in temperature, a glassy depth forming as it sinks deeper into the assaulting mud. Aggressive and merciless, it spreads to every leaf and petal within a thirty-foot radius, attempting to consume every last drop of the earth that's interrupted her plans.
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"Look what you made me do!!" The screech of her words is a warning in itself, but a flurry of snowflakes falls in a punctuation of her words. Ice cracks beneath her as it chills even further, turning darker and slicker with the drop in temperature, a glassy depth forming as it sinks deeper into the assaulting mud. Aggressive and merciless, it spreads to every leaf and petal within a thirty-foot radius, attempting to consume every last drop of the earth that's interrupted her plans.
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There is a certain beauty in chaos,
magnificence in the uncontrollable.
magnificence in the uncontrollable.
