the rocks work as hard as the stars, to be what they are
The two Ascended would be bathed in something warm and revitalising, a feeling that filled them from the tops of their heads to the tips of their toes, and they would know that the Voice had answered their call. She appeared, beatific and serene before them, translucent but very solid, very real. To each of them she offered the chance to drink, as customary, to brighten themselves before her presence. Then with static eyes, she regarded the two of them.
"That two of my bright ones might find such happiness with one another is not something I had ever anticipated," she said with joy in her tone, but whether or not it was a positive that such a thing had happened remained to be seen. "A child though, Bastien..." She did not sound disappointed nor peturbed; it was simply that such a thing had never been done. To create new, or to Ascend an infant...
"Tell me more, the both of you. What is missing in your lives which makes you wish for a child?" Really, the question was directed at Rexanna, given the nature of her own Ascension and the conversations that were had at that time.
"That two of my bright ones might find such happiness with one another is not something I had ever anticipated," she said with joy in her tone, but whether or not it was a positive that such a thing had happened remained to be seen. "A child though, Bastien..." She did not sound disappointed nor peturbed; it was simply that such a thing had never been done. To create new, or to Ascend an infant...
"Tell me more, the both of you. What is missing in your lives which makes you wish for a child?" Really, the question was directed at Rexanna, given the nature of her own Ascension and the conversations that were had at that time.
