see what you find there with grace in your heart and flowers in your hair
Auntie Maeve had been very specific with the task. Go scoop up stars from the water and she would send someone to help her out. Who that someone would be, Paige didn't know. Thus, here she was with a basket full of empty jars and her long pants ditched for shorts to keep from getting too wet. Placing the basket onto the rocks, Paige takes a moment to pile her hair onto her head in a messy bun, uncaring for the strands that fall loose across her forehead.
She scoops up one of the jars, carefully making her way along the rocks until she could kneel down close to the water, watching the surface ripple and dance with each gust of wind that came in off the water. Her eyes search for a clear reflection of one of the stars and she carefully stretches forward to scoop the water along with the star's reflection into the glass container. Her eyes widen when it comes back glowing, the star twinkling merrily inside, "Woah..."
She scoops up one of the jars, carefully making her way along the rocks until she could kneel down close to the water, watching the surface ripple and dance with each gust of wind that came in off the water. Her eyes search for a clear reflection of one of the stars and she carefully stretches forward to scoop the water along with the star's reflection into the glass container. Her eyes widen when it comes back glowing, the star twinkling merrily inside, "Woah..."
Paige
