SEREN
For every tyrant, a tear for the vulnerable
In every lost soul, the bones of a miracle
In every lost soul, the bones of a miracle
Seren was becoming quite practiced in the construction of buildings. This was admittedly on the larger side of anything she had aided in before - skyport, brothel, courthouse - but it brought her no less joy. Working with her hands and her gifts in unison was soothing, a balm on a soul rubbed raw from too much thinking and feeling over so short a timespan.
When Aurelia and Maeve started on the foundations, Seren took the time to look over blueprints and discuss the process of setting up scaffoldings for the soon-to-be walls before actually getting started. Once more her ability to lighten heavy loads came in handy, because when a stone was light as a feather, it was a simple thing to gently nudge it in place and get it positioned just so. It was like a giant game of stacking stones, and the young woman had the time of her life with it.
Seren starts on the stone walls, and takes a moment to see over blueprints and scaffoldings before using her gravity pulse to help builders get the stones in place.
When Aurelia and Maeve started on the foundations, Seren took the time to look over blueprints and discuss the process of setting up scaffoldings for the soon-to-be walls before actually getting started. Once more her ability to lighten heavy loads came in handy, because when a stone was light as a feather, it was a simple thing to gently nudge it in place and get it positioned just so. It was like a giant game of stacking stones, and the young woman had the time of her life with it.
Seren starts on the stone walls, and takes a moment to see over blueprints and scaffoldings before using her gravity pulse to help builders get the stones in place.
In every dreamer a dream - we're unstoppable
with something to believe in
with something to believe in
