Children of Roseia:Settling into a new home

Chiron led Alex to a cabin that could have been the sunset itself. The outside was painted to be like the firey reds, oranges, yellows, purples, and pinks the rising and setting sun produces to dance accross the sky. The roof was made completel of glass, and from what Roseia was the goddess of, Alex could guess that it was for stargazing. It was perfect even then. But then the door opened.

The first thing Alex noticed was the woman who opened the door. She was simply beautiful. Long, wavy red hair framed a face that could have een placed on a porcelin doll. Bright, deepset pink eyes looked out at Alex and Chiron, freezing Alex mid-step. She was of average hight, and slim, but from experience as a dancer herself, Alex could tell that that small, fragile build, was nothing but muscle. Alex was that way herself. It could only have been one person: her mother.

"Mom?" Alex breathed.

The woman stared for a moment, head cocked to one side, biting the corner of her lower lip, brows drawn together, just as Alex did when confused, perplexed, or thinking. It lasted only a split second, then relization dawned on her face. Her mouth worked for a few seconds as four other children gathered behind her, two of which looked like they were just starting to walk, then she screached and ran out of the cabin, grabbing Alex in a bear hug.

"Alex! Oh, i'm so glad you got here okay! You are okay, aren't you? Everything went as planned?" she questioned, releasing her death grip and grabbing Alex by the shoulders, peerin into her face.

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