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How do you feel about other guardians and how they conduct their jobs with their charges?

“Lute does not know this. Other guardian not talk to Lute, treat Lute still like lesser. Only Hazel talk to Lute. From Lute learn other guardian not as involve as Lute. Only guide in correct direction and protect from big things not really save for everything like Lute does for Adam.”

Even though she didn’t talk to other guardians a lot, she did know she broke quite a few rules so they must be much more strict than her.

“Lute not really care for many guardian rules. Lute much rather Adam be happy than follow rules.” What did the rules matter when she was scheduled to die at the end of his life anyway?

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Guardian Lute, what’s your favorite place to go in town? How often do you go without Adam?

“Lute’s favorite place is the markets! Lute likes seeing all the things humans make with the skills Father gives them! And try new yummy foods!”

“Adam does not like going to town but he takes Lute on Lute’s human day every year because Lute likes it so much.”

She leans in and whispers to the stranger.

“Not tell Adam but on way home he always happy no matter how much he is complaining at first. Lute thinks seeing other humans peoples is good for Adam too.”

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Lute was surprised! She put her chin on the table, eye level with the toy sitting there, her golden eyes examining every stitch.

“Small peoples make this thing for Lute… for Lute to get better…” She repeated in a hushed, awe struck voice. Her eyes started to feel wet and even burn a little. “Guardian for small peoples blessed it as well.”

“THIS IS LUTE’S MOST FAVORITE THING! LUTE WANTS TO THANKS THEM!” A few tears rolled down her cheeks; she was raining even though she did not feel sad. How kind of them to think of her and put so much effort into her well being. Even their guardian, who she did not know, had given it a small blessing to help her and she had no doubt that it had. Such things were powerful.

Lute would have to get stronger though, in order to make the trek into town. It was a bit of a walk not terribly far but much too far for her to manage in her current state. She wondered which children it was who did this wonderful thing for her. She couldn’t wait to wrap them in her arms and give them many blessings in return.

“Adam?” Lute took a few cautious steps toward the kitchen where he was cooking. “Lute finds this in the bed.”

She holds the little stuffed creature the children made her up where he can see before making her way slowly to the kitchen and sitting at the table, placing it in front of her.

“Lute knows Adam can sew better than this so Lute thinks Adam not make it; where does this come from? Lute likes it a lot and it smells nice.”

It also had a little bit of divine light around it. She could see a feint glow of blessing in its aura. Very peculiar for something in Adam’s house unless she had blessed it herself.

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Adam stops slicing fresh vegetables and puts the knife down before turning to Lute to give her his full attention. There’s a smile on the scarred lip of his, a hopeful one, almost rejuvenated.

“Three children from town came by while you slept.” He said, taking a seat at the table to look at the stuffed creature. “They were accompanied by a guardian. They had made it for you to get better. I suppose the rumor of you being sick has gotten around to everyone.” He chuckles a little, leaning on his hand, brown eyes flick up to Lute’s own now.

“When you feel better, we should go thank them. Does that sound nice?”

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The initial first second of the bite wasn’t bad but then it EXPLODED into fluff like when Adam sheers the sheep. No, no, that wasn’t it. Like when birds molt their down feathers. But much, much, worse. It was everywhere but mostly inside her mouth which caused her to cough and spit the seeds out into the bucket he put in front of her.

She couldn’t even answer him at first just out of shock, spitting out little bits of remaining seeds sticking to her tongue. What an interesting plant sister had made. Why did it look like food? The fluff was nice, maybe in pillows or bedding. Just not in her mouth.

She sneezed several times as little floating cattail insides settled all over her, her hair, and the surrounding area of the home where she sat.

“A-Adam?” Her voice was shaky. “What is not meat stick plant called?”

“ADAM! Lute finds new plant looks like meat on stick!” She holds out… a cattail. “Maybe plant tastes like meat on stick!”

She bites directly into the thick of it, cattail seeds exploding everywhere. Happy Chewsday for Lute!

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“No, wait!” But it was far too late.

There a rather large mess in the home, cattail seeds everywhere. The poor Angel has now learned a lesson he had a long… long time ago. He can even still taste the dust the seeds left behind.

“I was trying to tell you it’s not meat but… you’ve learned just as I did.” He’s giving her a bucket to spit in “Use this.” Don’t laugh, don’t laugh!

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Like this post if you want guardian Lute to celebrate Chewsday by biting, chewing on, or licking your possessions in your askbox.

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“Lute has HALO. Fairies do not have halo!”

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“FAIRIES ARE HUMAN LEGEND AND NOT REAL! LUTE IS REAL!”

A small blonde angel bites on Karma’s boxing gloves. It tastes salty and bitter but the texture is kind of nice. She fully believes today is a human holiday called Chewsday and she will not get in trouble for biting whatever she wants. Nom nom nom.

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“FAIRY!!!!!!”

“STOP CHEWING ON MY GLOVE!!!! THEY’RE EXPENSIVE!!!!!”

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“LUTE IS NOT A FAIRY!!”

A small blonde angel bites on Karma’s boxing gloves. It tastes salty and bitter but the texture is kind of nice. She fully believes today is a human holiday called Chewsday and she will not get in trouble for biting whatever she wants. Nom nom nom.

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“FAIRY!!!!!!”

“STOP CHEWING ON MY GLOVE!!!! THEY’RE EXPENSIVE!!!!!”

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Today is a day called Chewsday? This must mean she gets to bite ALL the things! And Adam cannot tell her no!

FREE BITING FOR LUTE!

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Braiding each other’s hair was a symbol of love and comfort for the Singers/Lesser. After her sisters were killed, not only will Lute refuse to cut her hair because her sisters touched it but she doesn’t braid it for a long time either in mourning.

During Adam’s last 100 years when he can see and touch her, she lets him braid it, because he is the only one she loves and knows loves her enough to do it. Sometimes though, when she misses her sisters a lot, she will braid it herself, her fingers itching to touch her past loved ones’ hair. For the most part she keeps it loose to pay homage to the fact that there is part of her missing and no one to braid it for her like they did.

I do have icons of her with her hair braided, they are being saved for a thread where they are still alive. I’ll put one under the cut though = >

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Wh-! Why would they enter a tournament if they weren’t going to try to win?! She was going to have to punish Karma later until… well.

She looked at the other girl lying on the floor for a moment before tucking her rope dagger into her robes and bowing to the other team.

“We humbly accept our defeat. Thank you.”

Grabbing only one of Karma’s legs, she dragged her ridiculous best friend off the stage. So much for the girl’s duo medal. Karma will be eating only fried veggies for dinner. No fish for her.

“Don’t fuck with me! I’ll spit in your mouth and lick it out!!!”

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“You’re going to get us disqualified from the tournament.” She moved behind the girl anyway, not because she was condoning this of course but she wasn’t about to get any kind of spit on her regardless if it was an illegal move or not. “If you get called into Glinda’s office I’m not coming with you.”

“Don’t fuck with me! I’ll spit in your mouth and lick it out!!!”

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“Ew! Karma!” Maple cringed at her teammate. “That’s unsanitary…”

She didn’t really care about the spit… but why would you lick it out? Karma was forever a mystery to her.

“Don’t fuck with me! I’ll spit in your mouth and lick it out!!!”

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She didn’t acknowledge his comment about coming across other angels, choosing to focus on her expert footwork instead of what kind of ways they would treat her in front of Adam. She wondered if those dirty looks or cold silent treatments would bother him now that he could see angels, but it was her human day and she wasn’t going to let the thought of them ruin her fun.

“Yes. Lute is very proficient. Maybe even expert without wings n-“

It was at that very moment she tripped over her own two feet and fell forward beside him. Oops! It was hard to move around without the weight of her wings balancing her. And even more so as she did not have them in order to counteract the fall. Hopefully Adam would catch her.

She should maybe slow down and be more careful.

“ADAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMM!” Lute whined, pushing against his much larger and sturdy frame into the doorway of their home. He was…. Remarkably difficult to move. She switched to pull him by his hand from the front instead. “ADAM SAID HE TAKE LUTE TO SEE THE MERCHANTS ON HER HUMAN DAY!”

She knew he hated going into town and had talked him into once a year on her mock day of birth, but it seemed like he was still being stubborn. She was not able to pull him out of the door much further and she let go stomping her foot and pointing to the first little bud of a bush near their home. It was her human day and she wanted to go into town!

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It wasn’t that the man hated to go into town, it was simply because he… Didn’t know many there and had become more of a legend than anything. Over the years he’s had… many strange encounters with his kin, new terms, new rules, ways to live life that he just didn’t understand. But Adam understood that as time passes and the need to survive lessens, recreation and down time becomes more prevalent. It’s something he had faced as well, the difference with him was he had little energy for many things.

As Lute pulled and pushed him many different ways, he knew she was right, he did promise her and when she pointed out the budding flower, Adam sighed and nodded.

“Ok. Ok, you’re right. We will go now.” He gathered some supplies and grabbed his hooded robe before shutting the door to his home.

“Let’s be off, I wouldn’t want to keep them waiting.” He laughs a little.

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Seraph watches Guardian Lute from a distance, she has grown so much since he last saw her, he can't help but smile... But wonders, will she still be welcomed in heaven after these changes?

A being that is everywhere but nowhere stands in a solitary room, a desk, rows of bookshelves and most importantly the welcoming sound of chalk on black board striking, erasing, striking all with possibilities only stopping momentarily, chalk pressed against board and a insistent ringing in his ear.

‘Will she still be welcome in heaven after these changes?’

The perfect grin upon features of an impossible empty white of a face grows wider. The future is full of will and will not’s.

As the being takes a step back to view the chalkboard, laying down the white utensil, it is clear to all that could see. The path chosen for the eldest Singer had yet to be seen. Many possibilities lie ahead, it is up to a roll of a dice, a split decision and time to tell what truly lies ahead.