This is the long forgotten light at the end of the world
"Oh, trust me. They will be good," she assured with surpreme - and slightly smug - confidence. Seren had confidence in her pancakes. "And it is neglect. At least Deimos should have taught you about pancakes right from the start. It's a... a duty." One she clearly would have to take up the responsibility for.
Leaning back, she watched for a while as Sah began to work on his lantern, and offered some pointers and advice when needed. But eventually she reached for the tools herself, meaning to begin the makings of something else. Something new, and better that her sister might like. Long moments passed by... but her hands remained still and unmoving, and a soft frown slowly dragged her dark brows down into a brooding expression worthy of Ronin.
"I don't know what to make," she soon admitted. "I don't... actually know what Aoife would enjoy." Stars or flowers, dragons or unicorns? Or were all of those just her own fancies - there was no way for Seren to know.
Leaning back, she watched for a while as Sah began to work on his lantern, and offered some pointers and advice when needed. But eventually she reached for the tools herself, meaning to begin the makings of something else. Something new, and better that her sister might like. Long moments passed by... but her hands remained still and unmoving, and a soft frown slowly dragged her dark brows down into a brooding expression worthy of Ronin.
"I don't know what to make," she soon admitted. "I don't... actually know what Aoife would enjoy." Stars or flowers, dragons or unicorns? Or were all of those just her own fancies - there was no way for Seren to know.
Seren
