(A small character profile on Nova from my series of Trust stories. Can be read separately though.)

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Nova grew up in crisis. With her sister being a witch in a witch-hating world, she has never known peace.

She tries to be optimistic for Haze, but underneath, she is furious. Anger fuels every step, every action.

Haze is beautiful, inside and out. Nova thinks that if you literally cut into Haze, rainbows and flowers would sprout. She would give anything to help anyone, even people who hate her.

And yet, Nova would let them rot. They would rather see witches like Haze burn in the flames. Be torched from molten lava. Die a horrible death.

If you wish that upon someone else, be prepared to face it yourself. That’s Nova’s mentality at least. Haze would greatly oppose it if she knew the fury behind the front she puts up.

She and Haze have been on the run for as long as she can remember. The vendetta against magic users is strong throughout the kingdom. In Nova’s opinion, it would take an astronomically big event for change to occur.

Maybe one day it would be different. That’s what she says to her sister and to herself when things look grim.

The only hope she has is that Haze gets to see that day.