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When asked to manifest a weapon out of solar energy, Aurelia was uncertain of what to form. She wanted something that she could use without throwing, but had little experience with weaponry as a whole. She remembered, though, working the fields at home -- and the god who had gifted her with her life. The scythe, from there, seemed to form itself, forging into being from her palm. The waves of lunar energy ebbed and flowed around her, but she reached with confidence for her affinity, drawing it into being with steady breaths.
As the scythe grew and formed, her hair bleached white and the blue faded from her eye, as pieces of her soul seemed to draw forth, bolstering her attempt. If she had noticed at all, she would have wondered if the purifying light had called out to it from within -- but she did not notice, staring down at the weapon that she held in her hands, running her fingers along the handle. This, she thought... This would do.

Word Count: 170

Description

When asked to manifest a weapon out of solar energy, Aurelia was uncertain of what to form. She wanted something that she could use without throwing, but had little experience with weaponry as a whole. She remembered, though, working the fields at home -- and the god who had gifted her with her life. The scythe, from there, seemed to form itself, forging into being from her palm. The waves of lunar energy ebbed and flowed around her, but she reached with confidence for her affinity, drawing it into being with steady breaths.
As the scythe grew and formed, her hair bleached white and the blue faded from her eye, as pieces of her soul seemed to draw forth, bolstering her attempt. If she had noticed at all, she would have wondered if the purifying light had called out to it from within -- but she did not notice, staring down at the weapon that she held in her hands, running her fingers along the handle. This, she thought... This would do.

Word Count: 170