The worst thing about always being on the move...
Neos was tapping the tip of his pencil, thinking on Ray's suggestion as he lightly doodled an image of the gigantic crystalline Tree of Beginning. Once he had a solid scale of the tree, he doodled the various beings that had a great effect in his life in differing areas of the tree before connecting all of them together with what looked like a glowing thread joining all of them into one interconnected web."There's one thing that doesn't break or change, no matter where people are. Family takes two forms, that of blood and that of relationships," he said as he drew. The beings within the image began to take shape as a floating cat-like creature with an insanely-long tail, a couple of really-scrawny young kids of opposing genders standing next to one another with hopeful smiles, a man in an ornate hooded cloak, what looked like a humanoid alligator sporting what would be considered an Egyptian headdress, a large dark-skinned muscular man matching Neos' height holding on his outstretched arm as if it was a chair a really small lady wearing royal garb, and what looked a lot like Neos himself at the false human's back at the top, but minus the hat and necklace he wore. "...even if I want to say otherwise," he added cryptically, tapping at the one that could pass as his twin.
"Might be a good thing I've worked with jewelry and alchemy before, might have to use some of those tricks from to make this lantern both look good and fly well into the sky," he remarked before glancing at the paints. "Mind passing the paints? Probably should paint this before shaping this."
...is that no one believes the tales that emerge later on.
NEOS
