Got the dreamer's disease
Blinking is an inconvenience when there's so many things to see. Fern's eyes haven't stopped being wide as the full moon, one she keeps searching for amid the stretch of black. It's eerily dark, too dark without the stars and the moon. While the fires, much like the one she's beside, cast enough heat and light, the glow does not reach the pitch above, which feels like a sky she cannot recognize.
That unsettling aspect is something she only remembers on occasion, otherwise wholly swept away by the revelry. It calls her back now, a delighted gasp rising up as her feet sink into the surf and bright blue immediately dazzles forth. "Look!" she declares with a point of her hand, where she crouches down to draw a little face, blue springing to light at the contact and then slowly dimming. "It's bioscience!" she asserts, meaning bioluminescence, but not hearing the error.
Certainly the twins alongside her have seen it just as equally, but the awe of it being at hand makes her point out the obvious. Grinning widely, she glances up from her glowy designs to peer at each of them. "Do you think if you eat this it'll make your insides glow?"
That unsettling aspect is something she only remembers on occasion, otherwise wholly swept away by the revelry. It calls her back now, a delighted gasp rising up as her feet sink into the surf and bright blue immediately dazzles forth. "Look!" she declares with a point of her hand, where she crouches down to draw a little face, blue springing to light at the contact and then slowly dimming. "It's bioscience!" she asserts, meaning bioluminescence, but not hearing the error.
Certainly the twins alongside her have seen it just as equally, but the awe of it being at hand makes her point out the obvious. Grinning widely, she glances up from her glowy designs to peer at each of them. "Do you think if you eat this it'll make your insides glow?"
Fern
This world is gonna pull through, don't give up
