On her way back towards New Haven, Nova is her usual explosion of bright light and laughter, with the added benefit of sparkling water droplets. She hums and skips through the billowing grass, her glittering pink dress fluttering to show off the purple spiders sewn into the fabric. Each wears a different hat. There's a red bowler hat, a dapper top hat, a neon orange beanie, a white cowboy hat, and more creative variations of the accessory, topped with a wine spider perched on her shoulder in a yellow sunhat, clutching tightly to her.
Nova throws her arms out, leaping through another crystalized mist with a playful giggle. Frozen bits catch in her blonde and magenta curls, layering over the white stars that scatter her cheeks, better than any iced drink or cool shadow, the refreshing breeze of magic fighting the flush of heat threatening to paint her skin red.
Jumping to a sudden stop, she gasps, starlight glittering around her excited expression. "Look Jeff! A cat!" She hops up the stairs, eager to pet the pretty kitty. Energy radiates from her in waves, errant magic swarming her vicinity like a storm of enthusiasm. Her eyes glow with anticipation as her arms stretch forward, wanting to feel if the fur is as soft as it looks.
Nova throws her arms out, leaping through another crystalized mist with a playful giggle. Frozen bits catch in her blonde and magenta curls, layering over the white stars that scatter her cheeks, better than any iced drink or cool shadow, the refreshing breeze of magic fighting the flush of heat threatening to paint her skin red.
Jumping to a sudden stop, she gasps, starlight glittering around her excited expression. "Look Jeff! A cat!" She hops up the stairs, eager to pet the pretty kitty. Energy radiates from her in waves, errant magic swarming her vicinity like a storm of enthusiasm. Her eyes glow with anticipation as her arms stretch forward, wanting to feel if the fur is as soft as it looks.
Nova
Chaos is a prelude to creativity
