EVELYN
Laughter chimed from her as the child gleefully came towards her, as his father gave his blessing for them. "We will stay close," she promised, taking the hand of the child in her own and letting gravity tug them this way and that. "And I will keep them safe," she assured with a smile. The leaves and petals danced around them both, as Evelyn took it upon herself to challenge the very god of nature as to how many flowers she could muster about them; how much a part of nature the ascended could be even though they were creations of the New Gods.
"Let's get Mabel too!" she suggested to the child, taking a hand and then some strides to where her sister was. Then she reached a hand for her sibling too, that they might engage in a joyful step, altogether. Then she kept playing with the gravity, making it so the three ascended would dance with floating strides and petals and leaves all around, a glorious step she hoped would demonstrate the joy and wonder of ascension, for all, including the herald who'd appeared, to behold.
"Let's get Mabel too!" she suggested to the child, taking a hand and then some strides to where her sister was. Then she reached a hand for her sibling too, that they might engage in a joyful step, altogether. Then she kept playing with the gravity, making it so the three ascended would dance with floating strides and petals and leaves all around, a glorious step she hoped would demonstrate the joy and wonder of ascension, for all, including the herald who'd appeared, to behold.
innocence
is but an illusion
is but an illusion
