#makingascene

      “Oooooooo....”

      Wow this one is huge! Just about as chubby as Sleepy Unicorn. This guy didn’t look sleepy though--and better yet, this thing can fly!! That’s just the coolest thing! She was just walking along her moon to check on her garden, next thing she knows some big ol’ purple guy floats on down on her moon!! This day just got interesting!

“Well… I can’t say I’ve always known I’m going to be an attendant someday, since I don’t think I would have understood what that meant some years ago.”

He laughs, but he doesn’t offer any more explanation of what that might mean, for once a closed book. After a moment of thought, he taps one of his fingers against his staff.

“Though, no, I wasn’t given a choice. Father just explained it to me one day, like you said. I wouldn’t use the word destiny, though. I feel like that implies a grandness to it that it doesn’t really have.” But this is said rather bashfully, as if the stranger is somehow all too aware of the constant dreams and lavish ideas he has about what this role will be like, far into the future. “I-It’s a duty like any other.”

One he supposes he can’t help but approach with equal levels of curiosity and dread.

… oh dang.