Castor felt as though each action he made were wobbly and awkward. With everyone staring at him so intently, it was hard to focus on his task. Without a word, Apus Major had motioned for Castor to deliver the benevolence to The Great Tree himself.
Having at last reached deliverable-distance, Castor gazed up at the beautiful Tree before him. The Great Yggestrial had played this sort of untouchable, omniscient being in Castor's imagination, ever since he was young. But now, with The Tree so close, Castor realized he could never paint its picture in his mind alone.
The crowd around him seemed to smother him and he found it hard to breathe. With a shaky sigh, Castor closed his eyes and took a knee before Yggestrial. Slowly he extended his hands to place the benevolence before Her, still sensing the mystical substance about his fingertips.
Now as explained before, Castor had never been able to deliver, let alone hold, benevolence. So as you may imagine, kneeling before a magical Tree, before hundreds of your piers, in dead silence was pretty intimidating for Castor. With his head still bowed, it was hard to tell if the benevolence had disappeared or if a branch of The Tree had somehow grabbed it from him (come to think of it, Castor had no idea how a blue mist was to be accepted), anyhow, Castor decided to give it a moment more before he raised his head. And sure enough, as his eyes met his empty hands, The Great Yggestrial started to glow a faint blue. The crowd of angels "oooh-ed" and "aaaahh-ed" and Castor himself was at a loss for words. This was a big moment for him. "Castor." Whispered a voice next to him. Frankie grasped his arm and helped him stand. The two of them took a step back and watched in wonder at the tree.
Suddenly, the trees glow intensified. The blue light began to reach out towards bystanders and all were surrounded by a shining mist. Whoops of delight and of confusion arose as the elderly exclaimed that "Something" was about to happen, while the young suspected an error in the delivery.
Apus Major alone remained silent. As Castor and Frankie looked about them, Castor noticed this and approached the old Guardian. "Sir..." Castor started. But Apus Major raised his hand and stayed his stare toward The Tree. At last he whispered to Castor two words that were hardly audible, "It's time."