Emily
“Fae have you checked all the things again.”
“Yes mother.”
“Are you sure that you have taken your set of reed pens. Remember you would not be permitted to write with anything else there.”
“I have everything with me. Now leave. People will think that I am a kid.”
“You are still a sixteen year old kid, silly.”
“I miss dad today.”
“Your father is a frontline warrior, Fae. You know he’d be busy.”
“Yeah….”
“Well then go on up. I’d leave as soon as you settle down.”
“Bye.”
The sixteen year old Fae came up and her mother disappeared, immediately after. She was bubbly and mischievous. Her pink and orange energy fields indicated her high energy levels. An absence of grey or black indicated that she was a child just like her mum had said. She had never encountered life’s vicissitude
