and the sky was littered with the corpses of stars
It’s true, they haven’t learned much about what had happened — had simply been created, raised in a loving home with a single father who was doing his best with an inquisitive child. There was still so much to learn, but perhaps it might all make sense once they age some more. For the time being, however, the teenager watches Juniper with soft and amused eyes, shaking their head at her question. “No… Like the Temple.” A hand extends out to show the newness of it all, the people filtering in and out, the liveliness of it all.“I haven’t really been anywhere else, but… I have seen the Ruins and I want to build it up and make it nice again, so people might want to stay here with us too.” A bright shimmering gleam of hope sparks in their eyes as they flash another fanged grin to the Fae.
But they settle quite quickly, stilling with an unnatural stillness and surprisingly unblinking eyes — having forgotten part of the lessons Bastien had told them to remain somewhat normal appearing, and listens intently to the story Juniper shares. The grin remains, their eyes growing big and wide, dark brows rising so the curls of their hair block them from view. “Wow!” They begin, taking a moment to let their mind think on it all. “That’s really exciting! Do you get a lot of puddles there?” They begin to start falling over themselves with the questions. “What’s it like to live under all the trees? I think it would be really nice. Are they really big?” Of course, they haven’t seen the Greatwood, they haven’t been anywhere near it.
this one night, i saw a million lightyears pass
Azrael
