WillowBea
Do you believe in Faeries?
Having the opportunity to teach others to defend themselves was one thing, but to defend the universe? Now that was something. Exploits well known, the prodigy keyblade wielders Sora, Riku, and even Kairi had been selected as the elite in a new Academy to train the next generation of guardians of light. The youth of various ages and across multiple worlds had flocked to the chance to protect the ones they loved-though some had other motives, and sought power. These hopefuls would learn the hard way that...well...it just didn't work that way.
Bhae had been in attendance for about two years. She was quiet, and did not speak often. When she did, that was also quiet, and hard to hear. Rumor had swiftly circulated that she was quite nice, despite being so private, but did not seem to keep any friends in particular. She would sit alone, eat alone, spend time alone--but say hello to almost everyone, and seemed to know everyone's name. She was a bit odd, at any rate. Most people did not ever see her train, either.
So today, especially, it was no surprise that there was a small handful gathered to peer out the window, staring while she entertained a new guest with magic. It was a young boy, no more than seven. How he had come here, nobody knew, but every so often they did acquire stragglers that were lost, as sometimes darkness did rise in places beyond their reach and they would have to go out and seek it to quell the danger. Bhae had seen him crying, and now she stood juggling spheres of water, practically dancing as she spun in circles to make him laugh.
The few by the window murmured to themselves, a quiet discussion of whether this was normal behavior for her, or if she only showed off for little kids. They had never seen her dance before, after all.
Bhae had been in attendance for about two years. She was quiet, and did not speak often. When she did, that was also quiet, and hard to hear. Rumor had swiftly circulated that she was quite nice, despite being so private, but did not seem to keep any friends in particular. She would sit alone, eat alone, spend time alone--but say hello to almost everyone, and seemed to know everyone's name. She was a bit odd, at any rate. Most people did not ever see her train, either.
So today, especially, it was no surprise that there was a small handful gathered to peer out the window, staring while she entertained a new guest with magic. It was a young boy, no more than seven. How he had come here, nobody knew, but every so often they did acquire stragglers that were lost, as sometimes darkness did rise in places beyond their reach and they would have to go out and seek it to quell the danger. Bhae had seen him crying, and now she stood juggling spheres of water, practically dancing as she spun in circles to make him laugh.
The few by the window murmured to themselves, a quiet discussion of whether this was normal behavior for her, or if she only showed off for little kids. They had never seen her dance before, after all.
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