Follow the leader

The tension she felt subsided once the axe was put in its proper place. Taking a deep breath, relaxing at the sweet taste of oxygen. Adrenaline surely ran through her, and only spiked when she noted that he was attempting to comfort her. Her, a stranger. As if He could see through her eyes, as if He could control her emotions, excitement rattled her inner cage. Following his eyes to different spots around them, she kept her eyes on the axe. Her posture relaxed and Celestia let her hands fall to her side. Not saying a word to him, she watched the movements behind him carefully.

Taking in another deep breath, she opened her mouth to speak, but cotton mouth gave her that disadvantage. Nodding slowly, her eyes looked skittishly down to the ground. Standing on her tip toes, her eyes followed his gestures. Slow steps followed far behind, her dress dragging on the ground. The closer she got, the more ecstatic He got. Once the stranger took a seat, she came into view. Looking at the tent curiously, she assumed that the voice she heard came from the individual inside. Two V. One.

Walking up to the silent lump of ashes that beckoned her, she refused to allow the flames to have control this time. Sitting down slowly, keeping her eyes on his hands. Once seated, her hands clutched her bag and pulled it close to her side. Gesturing to her throat, she let out a crackled sound that could be heard as, "water".