Timestamp: 75th of Winter, 501 AV
Age: 10 years old
"... Are you sure this is safe, Mommy?" Svasra asked as she eyed the four-person tent her mother displayed in their living room. Well, the packaging at least. Her mother turned to her, laugh lines around her mouth tugging as she frowned fretfully.
"Of course, little snowflake, why wouldn't it be?"
"Because it's too small, and it claims it can fit four people," Svasra said bluntly, jabbing a tiny finger at the print that advertised it 'Can fit up to four adults!!' very excitedly.
"Snowflake, it expands."
"How?"
"You have to build it."
"We're not Iceglaze." Her parents sighed and shook their heads, obviously giving up on the argument.
"Trust me," her father interjected, his deep voice drawing Svasra's narrowed gaze to him.
"Alright, don't let me down," Svasra pouted, trotting off to her room as her parents finished preparations.
Apparently, they were to go camping. They claimed it was deep in the wilderness, and over the snowy hills to the lands where even Morwen cannot reach!! Svasra overheard them saying they would just set up by the Springs, since it was close to Avanthal, and to a bath! Svasra was happy to finally sleep somewhere else rather than her Arvinta, and out beneath the lights of Morwen. Her father would tell stories ... they would have food, and sit around their lantern ... it was going to be fun! Svasra hummed lightly as she played with a ball of ice her father had brought home for her. It had come to her in the shape of a snowflake - almost perfectly replicating her gnosis mark, though since then Svasra re-shaped it into a ball of ice she could toss around and have much more amusement out of.
As she threw the ball into the air, Svasra let her mind wander and think of more whimsical things. We're going on an adventure ... Her hands caught the ball and held it, feeling the coldness of it subconsciously. To somewhere fun and new.
We're gunna have a great time.... Svasra paused and frowned.
And we won't smell like poo? She didn't think that worked that well ...
We'll go on an adventure
Just you and I
In a land of ice and snow
Under Morwen's sky
Who knows what will happen?
Or what will transpire?
The song that we might sing?
Around the glowing fire
Let's just keep walking
Until our feet will tire
Then we'll take a rest
And tell our stories
By the fire!
Svasra smiled as the poem formed in her mind, and nodded to herself. She always loved having something new to share with her parents!
"Svasra Snowsong!" came her mother's voice, sharper than usual. Aw, melted ice, what now? Svasra leaped off her bed, ice globe abandoned in the middle of her floor and peeked a head out of the door. Her mother stood with her hands on her hips and glared playfully. "We've been calling your name for almost two chimes, c'mon, we're ready!" Minara exclaimed, lugging a heavy-looking pack. Svasra nodded and reached for her own pack that had be done up by her parents, of course, trotting after them obediently.
We're going on an adventure . . .
Age: 10 years old
"... Are you sure this is safe, Mommy?" Svasra asked as she eyed the four-person tent her mother displayed in their living room. Well, the packaging at least. Her mother turned to her, laugh lines around her mouth tugging as she frowned fretfully.
"Of course, little snowflake, why wouldn't it be?"
"Because it's too small, and it claims it can fit four people," Svasra said bluntly, jabbing a tiny finger at the print that advertised it 'Can fit up to four adults!!' very excitedly.
"Snowflake, it expands."
"How?"
"You have to build it."
"We're not Iceglaze." Her parents sighed and shook their heads, obviously giving up on the argument.
"Trust me," her father interjected, his deep voice drawing Svasra's narrowed gaze to him.
"Alright, don't let me down," Svasra pouted, trotting off to her room as her parents finished preparations.
Apparently, they were to go camping. They claimed it was deep in the wilderness, and over the snowy hills to the lands where even Morwen cannot reach!! Svasra overheard them saying they would just set up by the Springs, since it was close to Avanthal, and to a bath! Svasra was happy to finally sleep somewhere else rather than her Arvinta, and out beneath the lights of Morwen. Her father would tell stories ... they would have food, and sit around their lantern ... it was going to be fun! Svasra hummed lightly as she played with a ball of ice her father had brought home for her. It had come to her in the shape of a snowflake - almost perfectly replicating her gnosis mark, though since then Svasra re-shaped it into a ball of ice she could toss around and have much more amusement out of.
As she threw the ball into the air, Svasra let her mind wander and think of more whimsical things. We're going on an adventure ... Her hands caught the ball and held it, feeling the coldness of it subconsciously. To somewhere fun and new.
We're gunna have a great time.... Svasra paused and frowned.
And we won't smell like poo? She didn't think that worked that well ...
We'll go on an adventure
Just you and I
In a land of ice and snow
Under Morwen's sky
Who knows what will happen?
Or what will transpire?
The song that we might sing?
Around the glowing fire
Let's just keep walking
Until our feet will tire
Then we'll take a rest
And tell our stories
By the fire!
Svasra smiled as the poem formed in her mind, and nodded to herself. She always loved having something new to share with her parents!
"Svasra Snowsong!" came her mother's voice, sharper than usual. Aw, melted ice, what now? Svasra leaped off her bed, ice globe abandoned in the middle of her floor and peeked a head out of the door. Her mother stood with her hands on her hips and glared playfully. "We've been calling your name for almost two chimes, c'mon, we're ready!" Minara exclaimed, lugging a heavy-looking pack. Svasra nodded and reached for her own pack that had be done up by her parents, of course, trotting after them obediently.
We're going on an adventure . . .
