Zïâ was carefully braiding Ethne's hair, tucking flowers into it. Hans walked in to the room, and smiled.
"Ethne, did you know I taught your mother how to braid?"
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Do you think I'll catch a star this time?"
"There's always the possibility. You know, I caught a star once. It was interesting being Gifted. I even met a demon. You're named after her. She died a year before you were born," said Zïâ.
"Her name was Ethne?"
"No. It was Aodh."
"That's not the same."
"Yeah it is. Ethne's a nice name, too. Celctic name. Means fire."
They stood at the edge of the crowd, of people, standing at the foot of the seventh hill. Staring at the sky, Ethne, Zïâ, and Hans, all waited, with bated breath. Finally, seven points of fire came raining down on the Hills of Sim. Six cries ran up, and then silence, waiting for the seventh. Ethne was quiet, eyes wide, as she slowly opened her cupped hands, to look down at the glowing stone resting in her palms.
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Starfall (FJ)
Teen FictionA girl who is gifted with magic by a fallen star struggles to find her place in the world. She travels with her perishing friend to the ruins of his birthplace,in effort to save his life and find his magic.And maybe to also find that magic of her ow...
