Maeve
Maeve takes up another of her jars, moving back towards the water, "Of course, little star." She didn't have it in her to tell him that he wouldn't be seeing her again. Not until they finished this quest too. Maeve wouldn't keep her son from the goddess. It would be silly to try, but realistically he would have to wait a bit before he got to hug her again. "I bet she would love to have another charm for her bracelet. Maybe we can make one that looks like one of the constellations, hm?" The Nightshade suggests, bending to scoop another starlight reflection into her own jar.
It twinkles inside, casting a soft glow on her skin as she gazes at it through the glass, a small smile on her lips. "Thank you." She murmurs, continuing with the trend despite the fact that it wasn't really necessary. Placing tis one back into the basket too, the Nightshade turns to watch her son for a moment, expression fond as she takes in the scene. Sometimes she wished she could just keep him this small forever.
It twinkles inside, casting a soft glow on her skin as she gazes at it through the glass, a small smile on her lips. "Thank you." She murmurs, continuing with the trend despite the fact that it wasn't really necessary. Placing tis one back into the basket too, the Nightshade turns to watch her son for a moment, expression fond as she takes in the scene. Sometimes she wished she could just keep him this small forever.
the only heaven I'll be sent to
is when I'm along with you
is when I'm along with you
