everything I let go
Very content in receiving praise, and using it to amplify his intentions, the youth’s smile was a wide, wild thing – and then Amhran must have picked up on some elder sibling shrewdness, because the following statement made the boy’s face flatten again. Why did everyone end up seeing through the ruses? Maybe he just needed to become a bit cleverer and a little less predictable. Granting a small pout, he sighed, angling the watery blob back over to the sink instead of hovering midair, over the kitchen floor, or somewhere else it could be a nuisance, hazard, and some form of amusement. “Yeaaaaah, I guess.” He let it plunge into the sink with a plop and droplets cascading against the countertop, but otherwise a lot less mess. “You have lots of magic, right?” As Erebos presumed, the Raeling being a demigod and all.
But then there was the timer, and the fluctuation of moods occurred once more as he poked his head up, watching as the oven was opened, eyes widening at the display of muffins and the intending promise of cookies later. “Yes! With icing!” He shuffled over like a child possessed by the mere thought of sugar, smelling the wondrous aroma of chocolate and blueberries. “These look great.”
But then there was the timer, and the fluctuation of moods occurred once more as he poked his head up, watching as the oven was opened, eyes widening at the display of muffins and the intending promise of cookies later. “Yes! With icing!” He shuffled over like a child possessed by the mere thought of sugar, smelling the wondrous aroma of chocolate and blueberries. “These look great.”
Erebos
has claw marks on it
