Samuel
I pray to blades of grass
To find forgiveness in the weeds
To find forgiveness in the weeds
"Yes! I...I didn't think you'd feel that way." Sam smiled, surprised by the common feeling between them. He had assumed Wessex by default to be more knowledgable than him, thought she simply just took the Voice's instructions and not any of the nuturing.
He wasn't sure how he felt about 'team Ascended' - after all, the majority of his friends were not Ascended, and until recently he had felt rejected by those of his kind. But at the moment, when he needed a place to belong and The Voice was so willingly offering it...when someone as powerful as Wessex referred to them as a team..it was tempting.
"I...used to hate my Ascension, but now I understand." Sam said softly, looking to the shrine. "Maybe over time, we can convince more people to Ascend. It feels like there are so few of us now."
