This black lady was so biiiig. Unlike Reagan, who was short and mouse colored, This woman seemed wild, exotic, and perfect.
Much like Enfys envisioned she would one day grow up to be.
That is, if she ever grew up. Which she wouldn't. Ever.
Because grownups only cry. They only cry a lot.
No need to be sorry. No harm done. Envys takes an audible breath and steps forward again, her bright blue eyes resting on this thing of beauty in front of her. She is not amazed, or intimidated--indeed, she is appreciative of it. Her mother's power--and hers--had given her an appreciation of magical abilities, and yet Enfys had an idea that this girl, with her flaming red hair was anything unlike what her abilities were. A girl for a love of snow and ice.
And then the woman speaks to her again. Her ears rotate around her purple halo and she twists her lavendar mouth into an open smile. "I'm Enfys," she says, nodding and taking another small step towards Jinju. "Oh, I am not lost. My mother is around here somewhere. Or at least... she was. She's hard to find these days."
She tosses her head again, her spotted hide jerking as she fiddles with her coat, looking around through the trees...hoping for a glimpse of the shadow of her mother... and knowing that she wouldn't get it.
"Magicians are so tempermental."
Much like Enfys envisioned she would one day grow up to be.
That is, if she ever grew up. Which she wouldn't. Ever.
Because grownups only cry. They only cry a lot.
No need to be sorry. No harm done. Envys takes an audible breath and steps forward again, her bright blue eyes resting on this thing of beauty in front of her. She is not amazed, or intimidated--indeed, she is appreciative of it. Her mother's power--and hers--had given her an appreciation of magical abilities, and yet Enfys had an idea that this girl, with her flaming red hair was anything unlike what her abilities were. A girl for a love of snow and ice.
And then the woman speaks to her again. Her ears rotate around her purple halo and she twists her lavendar mouth into an open smile. "I'm Enfys," she says, nodding and taking another small step towards Jinju. "Oh, I am not lost. My mother is around here somewhere. Or at least... she was. She's hard to find these days."
She tosses her head again, her spotted hide jerking as she fiddles with her coat, looking around through the trees...hoping for a glimpse of the shadow of her mother... and knowing that she wouldn't get it.
"Magicians are so tempermental."