She had always loved the strange.
Father with his shadow creatures and Mother with her soft, otherworldly glow. Momma, is there light magic? Like Daddy's? Rose had asked as a babe, rolling around pleasantly next to her brother. Momma laughed and said, yes, of course--but their family didn't know much of it. The girl rolled onto bent knees in response, offering her ever-patient mother suspicious eyes. Sounds fake, she'd muttered.
Rose learned of magic, of its light and dark, as she grew older--but that gentle wash of shadows in her veins always beckoned her sweet nature closer to the night, to the monsters. And while one might take a glance at her shimmering hide and sweet face and think, she'll be frightened for certain, Rose offers her strange surprises in form of a confident sidle closer to a plant creature. He asks for a trick and with an agreeing giggle the shimmering girl turns her face to the questioning spirit.
"Trick," Rose states with a nod, then turns back to Wilt to study his leaves and traps and endless darkness.
Father with his shadow creatures and Mother with her soft, otherworldly glow. Momma, is there light magic? Like Daddy's? Rose had asked as a babe, rolling around pleasantly next to her brother. Momma laughed and said, yes, of course--but their family didn't know much of it. The girl rolled onto bent knees in response, offering her ever-patient mother suspicious eyes. Sounds fake, she'd muttered.
Rose learned of magic, of its light and dark, as she grew older--but that gentle wash of shadows in her veins always beckoned her sweet nature closer to the night, to the monsters. And while one might take a glance at her shimmering hide and sweet face and think, she'll be frightened for certain, Rose offers her strange surprises in form of a confident sidle closer to a plant creature. He asks for a trick and with an agreeing giggle the shimmering girl turns her face to the questioning spirit.
"Trick," Rose states with a nod, then turns back to Wilt to study his leaves and traps and endless darkness.