Pretending to be Delta. Nyx proceeds to clean her room. A threat rising up in power.
NYX VOSS
"Can you please clean your room Delta?" Delta's mom asked. Nyx turned away from the computer screen.
"Fine." She hissed. Their mother left. Nyx proceeded to pick up papers near Delta's dresser. Walking over the trash throwing them away. There was so much shit on the ground. She stepped closer to the dresser to reach for more papers. Crack! She looked down and stepped back. A picture frame. It was broken now because she had stepped on it. She examined her foot. No glass in it. She was fine. She moved a few more random shit out of the way. Gazing at the thing in the frame. A piece of paper with a verse. A gift from the Harrison family.
Romans 8:38-39