and the sky was littered with the corpses of stars
“It’s nice to meet you Juniper!” They say, before their head is bobbing in agreement and excitement, to follow the Fae to the space where they may sit. And they do, smoothing out the clothes they wear, turning their dark ochre eyes ringed in sapphire to the Fae beside them, a bright fanged smile given back to the woman. The question of being young isn’t surprising to them, but the question of when they Ascended, is. Dark brows raise a bit before they shake their head, the smile remaining. “Oh I didn’t Ascend. I was made!” The excited chime leaves their lips before they settle their excitement a bit more. “My mama wanted to have a baby but she Ascended for her safety. Papa’s Ascended too. So they asked the Voice and… Well… They made me.” Clasping their hands in their lap, they pause for a few moments trying to gather their thoughts.
“I was made last year. And a couple of weeks or maybe a month? I’m not sure— Anyway, last LongNight my mama died. So it’s just been Papa and me, and I’m growing fast.” Their legs bounce a bit on the floor as they focus their thoughts again. “I think maybe it’s to help him.” Not with anything close to war things or talk of it… But to be there for Bastien, a piece of Rexanna their father can hold onto.
this one night, i saw a million lightyears pass
Azrael
