EVELYN
A steady rhythm was forming, as each piece of wood fell into the sled, Evelyn helping to pull it along as it slowly but surely filled. She considered her sister closely, concern blossoming as she worried she had overstepped, offered a path that neither of them were ready for. But then, why else had they gone to the Shrine, to accept the change that the Voice offered, the lifeline, the chance to keep living, to grow and experience the life their siblings and parents no longer could?
A short snort of laughter huffed through her nostrils at her sibling's words. "Monsters could be fun too," she offered in reply, a sly smirk tugging at her lips, before it softened at Mabel's own expression. "I think.. I think I do want to, but only if you are with me." She reached out to place her hand upon her sister's shoulder a moment, a token of appreciation, of support.
"Maybe we could try Torchline?" But even as she said it she realised it was a bad idea, a frown crinkling her brow as the realisation swiftly followed her words. "I'm not sure if the monsters or the sun would be the worst thing to meet, though."
A short snort of laughter huffed through her nostrils at her sibling's words. "Monsters could be fun too," she offered in reply, a sly smirk tugging at her lips, before it softened at Mabel's own expression. "I think.. I think I do want to, but only if you are with me." She reached out to place her hand upon her sister's shoulder a moment, a token of appreciation, of support.
"Maybe we could try Torchline?" But even as she said it she realised it was a bad idea, a frown crinkling her brow as the realisation swiftly followed her words. "I'm not sure if the monsters or the sun would be the worst thing to meet, though."
innocence
is but an illusion
is but an illusion
