“You can help them..” she said the apprentice. “Make them great, save them from themselves if they need it..” she continued. She paused, a long, deliberate motion. She was staring at the sea glass, raising the shimmering object to the light. It was beautiful, azure and sparkling in the sunlight. Should she do this? She didn’t want to hurt Poppaw’s heart, or have this lead to misunderstandings that she couldn’t comprehend.. she had no idea what this might cause. But. //This is the only option.// she told herself. She hurls the seaglass at the cliffside, numbly watching it shatter into a million pieces, like salty tears landing. “Or destroy them,” she finishes, tone changing from thoughtful to ominous. “And once you do..” she said, voice changing to thoughtful once more, eyes clouded with reminiscence.. “The pieces are hard to put back together.” <3
Art by me, no theft or I’ll hunt you down and break your knees like the wind /ref /iykyk Took 6 hours on this :D Miragestar belongs to me (@GloryOfTheMorning/@Just_Jinx) Poppaw belongs to @-LycheeWing- Music is not be me, Wake Me Up by Avcii (instrumental) Based off this thread: https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/32606436/comments/#comments-317414277
