Standing at the edge of the Universe
Silver eyes watch the Cauldron spin and swirl. It is the thing she protects more than anything else. She smiles, perhaps sadly as she stands in silence. The swirl of the cauldron is the only sound in the air. She moves to stand at the edge of the bridge.
How long ago had everything been? When was the last time she'd felt her king's touch? Seen her friends' smiles. So here she stood, waiting. And she would wait for an eternity in hopes the Cauldron would decide to let them be reborn and return.
But she did not just wait. She protected. The Cauldron was delicate, powerful. Not many knew of it but the Nexus could bring anyone to it now. The power of the Cauldron was immense so few would be able to tamper with it. But there were enough that could. Enough for her to stand guard.
Fate and Time were joined within the creation of these stars and seeds and she would guard it with her life against anyone and anything. Such was her fate.
How long ago had everything been? When was the last time she'd felt her king's touch? Seen her friends' smiles. So here she stood, waiting. And she would wait for an eternity in hopes the Cauldron would decide to let them be reborn and return.
But she did not just wait. She protected. The Cauldron was delicate, powerful. Not many knew of it but the Nexus could bring anyone to it now. The power of the Cauldron was immense so few would be able to tamper with it. But there were enough that could. Enough for her to stand guard.
Fate and Time were joined within the creation of these stars and seeds and she would guard it with her life against anyone and anything. Such was her fate.