and the sky was littered with the corpses of stars
They’ve become quite good at reading – what, with growing up rather quickly as well as never needing to sleep, plus it meant they could go through all those wonderful dusty old books at the Atheneum to help give them ideas on how to fix the Ruins here, even if Auntie Wessex had said it would take a while and wasn’t particularly a requirement right now… Given, well, everything.So they had spied the notice board post, had made a note to arrive when the Fae said she would be there. They had read books on them, had understood that they would be shorter and winged, and there’s a bit of excitement that blossoms through them as they search the Temple for her. Of course, ensuring that them speaking with Juniper was approved beforehand – not wanting to end up like the stories and fears they’ve heard as they’ve grown older.
Perhaps this might change things, right? They don’t have much to offer by ways of education, but they do know that being Ascended is all they’ve ever known. They’ve been made. What would happen to their bright future if they ceased to exist in the end, after all?
So they arrive with a bright grin, excitement leaking out from them even if the other people that walk by simply stare and whisper. Their hand waves before they’re moving to stand before her. “Hello! I’m Azrael!” The introduction is quick, a hand rising to press against their chest in true Bastien-taught dramatics. “I’m Ascended!” And a demigod, though they’re sure that part will come out later. Best not to bombard the poor woman with their teenage excitement of this new venture.
this one night, i saw a million lightyears pass
Azrael
