and the sky was littered with the corpses of stars
Their attention drifts toward the sound of the man’s head hitting the table as Bastien’s voice rings out to them, before their attention is drawn to their bauble again. And they’re certainly trying hard to get those curves, the edges of the clay seemingly fighting against them which only ends in small bouts of frustration. But they can tell their father’s voice is aimed at them, now, their dark gaze lifting to focus on their father with a slight pinch to their brow. “I know papa, I just really wanted to try to get it… I don’t know, smoother.” They look back down at their bauble and the straight lines they’d added to create more of a pattern rather than the experiment they had prior “It’s really hard.” For them, for some reason, but they take their father’s advice and close their eyes, smoothing out the clay again to begin to design it with their fingers and the edge of a fingernail to try and get the lines in it they want.In this time, while they focus on their bauble with their eyes closed, they do relax a bit. They offer
They cast a glance back toward Mabel. “I’ll be right back!” And they’re scooting back out of their chair, bounding toward the tables with all of these strangers they have yet to meet. Their eyes focus on Isla in greeting, flashing a wide fanged grin. “Hi miss Isla!” Comes the youthful chime, their gaze flicking back toward Wessex for a moment before returning to the doctor. “Aunt Wessex told me that you might think my upgrade is cool. I can heal!” Their chest puffs out and their excitement is cascaded over the tables. They don’t realize that healing usually only works on non-Ascended, and the feat of their upgrade being so they can heal Ascended, was a brilliant thing all in its own.
this one night, i saw a million lightyears pass
Azrael
