#bash.stella

Bash took the glow-stick crown he’d gotten at one of the installations and used his wind magic to push it away from his hands and let it slowly fall down on his head. “Tadah!” He adjusted the crown with a smile. “That’s about all I can do though,” he admitted. “Anything bigger and that great landing... not going to happen.” He wasn’t new to sharing his flaws, and Stella seemed to be actually interested in seeing what he could do. “I really... uhm, I mostly paid attention to my abstract ability, because it’s been cool to learn languages,” he said.