Nova
The greatest gift
you can give someone
you can give someone
Nobody seems to know if the forest will grow beyond the boundaries they see. All they can agree on is the unpredictability of the current paths, but Nova wonders if someone else might know the answer, and she leans forward again to find the large tree amongst the colorful display of leaves. "Maybe the Mathair can tell us!" Certainly the guardian deity of the forest would know it's hopes, dreams, and territorial ambitions.
A gust of wind catches at her hair, pulling her gaze from measuring the edges of the forest to find Jack and his interesting answer. Having been the underground king of Torchline, it comes as no surprise to hear he'd protected his business, but the last part sends glittery curiosity through her thoughts. "Who's 'The Kingmaker?'" she asks, wondering what monarchs have anything to do with everything - or how it has anything to do with Jack's jacket. Raising her eyebrows, Nova leans farther back on the railing and cocks her head at him nearly to the point of being upside down. "Did you kill him for his jacket?" She can respect that - she'd murder over a cute pair of shoes.
A gust of wind catches at her hair, pulling her gaze from measuring the edges of the forest to find Jack and his interesting answer. Having been the underground king of Torchline, it comes as no surprise to hear he'd protected his business, but the last part sends glittery curiosity through her thoughts. "Who's 'The Kingmaker?'" she asks, wondering what monarchs have anything to do with everything - or how it has anything to do with Jack's jacket. Raising her eyebrows, Nova leans farther back on the railing and cocks her head at him nearly to the point of being upside down. "Did you kill him for his jacket?" She can respect that - she'd murder over a cute pair of shoes.
is the space to be his or her
authentic self.
authentic self.
