Seren
I am magnet for all kinds of deeper wonderment
Destined to seek, destined to know
Destined to seek, destined to know
Seren considered again, but shook her head a second time. "Then I am happy that they had fun!" she told Weaver. Kind, gentle... strangely selfless for a child.
Her eyes widened as the knife was held out to her. Seren took it reverently in her small hands, and found the weight of it to be sobering. Just like Weaver's serious request for a promise. The girl thought about it, considering the implications of not fighting for fun, and then she bobbed her little head in a serious nod. "I promise, I will only fight when I really have to." It had the feeling of a vow.
Handing the blade back, and nodding consent to wait to visit later, she pushed herself up to stand on the rock beside Weaver.
"Okay, I will show. Look at this!" Seren let the pulse of weightlessness erupt from her, encompassing everything within five feet of herself. Weaver would feel it, and as Seren took a leap off the rock, her little form drifted lightly towards the ground, like she weighed no more than a feather.
Her feet connected with the ground... and the feeling was gone again, the weight of gravity settling back both over herself and her friend.
Turning, Seren's expression was eager, waiting for a reaction.
Her eyes widened as the knife was held out to her. Seren took it reverently in her small hands, and found the weight of it to be sobering. Just like Weaver's serious request for a promise. The girl thought about it, considering the implications of not fighting for fun, and then she bobbed her little head in a serious nod. "I promise, I will only fight when I really have to." It had the feeling of a vow.
Handing the blade back, and nodding consent to wait to visit later, she pushed herself up to stand on the rock beside Weaver.
"Okay, I will show. Look at this!" Seren let the pulse of weightlessness erupt from her, encompassing everything within five feet of herself. Weaver would feel it, and as Seren took a leap off the rock, her little form drifted lightly towards the ground, like she weighed no more than a feather.
Her feet connected with the ground... and the feeling was gone again, the weight of gravity settling back both over herself and her friend.
Turning, Seren's expression was eager, waiting for a reaction.
I am a princess on the way to my throne
Destined to reign, destined to roam
Destined to reign, destined to roam
