Cool guys don't look at explosions, even if they're imaginary
Edmund preens under his Mummy's attention, "You really think so?" He hopes so. Once he found out that both his Papa and Paige were Attuned, the idea of becoming a hybrid had fascinated him. Eventually the more he thought about it, the more he wanted it. Now it was Edmund's goal. To hybridize under Lady Safrin.
Taking a deep breath and glancing between his Mummy and the alar, Edmund began his prayer. "Hi, Lady Safrin. It's me, Edmund. I just wanted to say that your awesome. Thank you for looking out for my Mummy and me, and all of Torchline. You're best and I hope one day I can make you proud." He pauses, trying to figure out how to end his prayer. "I hope you have a great day and that no one makes you sad, or angry, or lonely, or any other bad thing. Bye."
Prayers made, the two clean up their picnic and head home. Edmund follows his Mum, giving one last glance at the shrine. He hopes that Safrin has heard him.
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Taking a deep breath and glancing between his Mummy and the alar, Edmund began his prayer. "Hi, Lady Safrin. It's me, Edmund. I just wanted to say that your awesome. Thank you for looking out for my Mummy and me, and all of Torchline. You're best and I hope one day I can make you proud." He pauses, trying to figure out how to end his prayer. "I hope you have a great day and that no one makes you sad, or angry, or lonely, or any other bad thing. Bye."
Prayers made, the two clean up their picnic and head home. Edmund follows his Mum, giving one last glance at the shrine. He hopes that Safrin has heard him.
-{FIN}
EDMUND
