EVELYN
Gravity had a lot of potential, when harnessed. And Evelyn had harnessed it - she had practiced for hours upon hours, subtly tugging at the invisible strings of forces others could not sense. To her, it was now easy, obvious - second nature.
Sitting in a dark, quiet corner to herself within the Temple, Evelyn watched the many worshippers of the Old Gods come and go. And every now and then, one of them would trip, seemingly over nothing - and would put it down to their own clumsiness.
It didn't happen to every person, of course - that would arouse too much suspicion. But the girl was devious and clever, changing her targets, changing the area she amplified the gravity for every time too. It was almost too easy, yet each time she succeeded she would smile behind the book she held, satisfaction quietly simmering in the corners of her lips.
Sitting in a dark, quiet corner to herself within the Temple, Evelyn watched the many worshippers of the Old Gods come and go. And every now and then, one of them would trip, seemingly over nothing - and would put it down to their own clumsiness.
It didn't happen to every person, of course - that would arouse too much suspicion. But the girl was devious and clever, changing her targets, changing the area she amplified the gravity for every time too. It was almost too easy, yet each time she succeeded she would smile behind the book she held, satisfaction quietly simmering in the corners of her lips.
innocence
is but an illusion
is but an illusion
