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[eight_or_eleven]

Decidedly more human than last time, Strength sits at the bar, with several paper lions she's made and placed about her on her tableSomeone definitely loves her lions

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[bright_daughter]

It would be a lie to say she was as bright as The Sun. For she was not The Sun. Nor would she ever be. (Though, she liked to tease him, that he was just one very big star, and not even the largest of them.)

But it would not have been incorrect to say she shimmered, brightening unrestrained when her eyes fell on Strength, brilliant golden from her skin as she stopped in front of the table of Lions, unrestrainedly smiling.

[eight_or_eleven]

And he would point out that to the humans of Earth, he was the star that mattered most. Earth just would not be if there was no sun.

"Sister. Please, come join me!" Strength said, happy to see one of her family here. "There is much for me to share."

[bright_daughter]

One tiny blue jewel among millions.
But they loved Him all the same.

Star danced even standing in the air. Her skirts swishing in her excitement. Liberal joy and pleasure in the world and the knowledge. "There is so much."

[eight_or_eleven]

"And I shall start with the most important," she says, again examining the torque bracelet on her wrist.

"He asked me. I had wondered if he would..."