MABEL
Mabel hadn’t had much cheer in the past few months, so the curve of her brow remained arched, staring as he salvaged chipperness and ebullience, despite what loomed in the pressing days and seasons. She had difficulty fathoming it, but a grin still resided, small and minute, just passing for a wake of existence.
Descriptions of his other capabilities gave way as she sculpted and wove before them, the scene becoming more and more highlighted, detailed, in radiance and refinery, in droplets and cascades of the conforming powder. Power in her hands, but not her own; something she could behold for an instant in time. But that didn’t mean forever – and her head inclined back to Amun as he provided, guided along. “That must come in handy. Have you had to use it often?” What dangers were out there? What threats?
Though quiet and somber, her mood altered a little, the smile growing at the indications of tasks; almost like outlines of an occupation for the one that brought them light. “What did she have you do?”
Descriptions of his other capabilities gave way as she sculpted and wove before them, the scene becoming more and more highlighted, detailed, in radiance and refinery, in droplets and cascades of the conforming powder. Power in her hands, but not her own; something she could behold for an instant in time. But that didn’t mean forever – and her head inclined back to Amun as he provided, guided along. “That must come in handy. Have you had to use it often?” What dangers were out there? What threats?
Though quiet and somber, her mood altered a little, the smile growing at the indications of tasks; almost like outlines of an occupation for the one that brought them light. “What did she have you do?”
I bare my teeth
and stretch my claws out
and stretch my claws out
