Cool guys don't look at explosions, even if they're imaginary
Bending down and scooping another star, Edmund freezes. His head snaps to meet his Mum's eyes quicker than it probably should. "May I? Please?" Meeting Lady Safrin had been incredible, and he desperately wants to see her again. "What should I make her this time, Mummy? Does she like cookies? Should I make a new charm for her bracelet?" The fact that his Goddess had accepted the charm bracelet in the first place still felt unreal to him.
Waiting for his Mum's opinion with rapt attention, the child finishes collecting the star in his hands. Edmund gently places it into it's jar and screws the top shut. Holding up the jar he smiles at the star, "Thank you!" The star twinkles and the child imagines that that's how it's saying 'you're welcome'.
Waiting for his Mum's opinion with rapt attention, the child finishes collecting the star in his hands. Edmund gently places it into it's jar and screws the top shut. Holding up the jar he smiles at the star, "Thank you!" The star twinkles and the child imagines that that's how it's saying 'you're welcome'.
EDMUND
