[PQ] if the sun never shows its face again

Hester

Fools rush in, so here I am
Very glad to be unhappy

Hesters eyes do flick between the other in their little group, but the vast majority of her focus is locked on Morgan, the attuned doing her best to not shrink beneath the wardens eyes. The smile that spreads over the older woman’s face has a much brighter one crossing Hester’s, though she manages to resist the urge to clap when Morgan approves.

Despite it being her idea, Hester holds back, waiting for the others to be done before kneeling down herself, scribbling the year beneath their handprints while her hand is still mostly clean, then adding her own mark to the mix. It feels right. Feels good, being a pet of soemthing bigger than herself, to be making a mark on her home.

The thin layer of concrete is left to dry on her hand, Hester rising again, and beaming up at Morgan.

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Hester makes her mark!

I can't win, but here I am
More than glad to be unhappy