EDMUND
Edmund brightens when his mum confirms his suspicion. "You have to get one commissioned? Wow." So each bow was unique for the individual, that was an exciting thought. It made it all the more special that he was currently using his mum's old bow.
"I thought so... It's beautiful." He also finds himself looking at her current one with further awe. It had been made by their Goddess specifically for his mum. That was incredible.
The young teen grins when his mum takes her shot, enjoying watching the shooting stars as they collided with the target. When it was his turn once more, Edmund nodded with determination. "Ok, mummy." He steps back into his stance, a little more nervous this time as he tries to replicate his previous shot.
Upon release, the arrow holds true. It strikes the target just a few centimeters from the bullseye, the fletching of the two arrows slotting against each other. Edmund grins, "This is really fun!" And he seemed to have a knack for it, a realization that made warmth expand in his chest. Having something else in common with his mum made the young teen happy.
"I thought so... It's beautiful." He also finds himself looking at her current one with further awe. It had been made by their Goddess specifically for his mum. That was incredible.
The young teen grins when his mum takes her shot, enjoying watching the shooting stars as they collided with the target. When it was his turn once more, Edmund nodded with determination. "Ok, mummy." He steps back into his stance, a little more nervous this time as he tries to replicate his previous shot.
Upon release, the arrow holds true. It strikes the target just a few centimeters from the bullseye, the fletching of the two arrows slotting against each other. Edmund grins, "This is really fun!" And he seemed to have a knack for it, a realization that made warmth expand in his chest. Having something else in common with his mum made the young teen happy.
I never realized how beautiful
Fires burn under the stars
Fires burn under the stars
