Narrated by herself
I, like all my kind believe there is no greater blessing than bringing joy to others. And I am well aware I'm not the most popular among my kind. In fact I'm not well known at all. Still I take pride in what I do, as I should be expected to be.
My birds the Doven Jays collect bad dreams all over the ganta. Seeing as how it's a big territory and there is only one of me. I concentrate my efforts in the slums, poverty stricken and homeless places. No blessings for rich pigs who prey on the less fortunate.
My Jays collect the bad dreams and release them up in the night sky. Where they fade to nothing. I don't know what kind of dreams those who benefit from Jays have. But I know deep in my heart those dreams are better than they could hope for.
I had a little girl once. She was on the verge of death from illness and starvation. Something about her called to me that was different than the others. Bless aren't supposed to get emotionally attached. Because it hurts us so much when there is nothing more we can do. It broke my heart when her illness took her. I used my own Jays to take away my sorrow and it took years to get over it.
Doven
Narrated by Cascade
Firework is like my sister and I believe she feels the same about me. Her power is teleporting yes, but no, she doesn't taxi people or participate in any kind of battle. When she teleports away and also arrives, she will create a massive firework show above her in the sky. Her fireworks don't have any special powers, but they bring joy to everyone who sees them.
Back in the day, Firework is the odd ball in the family of Bless. She didn’t work at being a Bless like the rest of us. Her ambition was men, dating and fooling around. Time and time again she got herself in trouble with bad people. Often drunk, but not high thank Eternity. There was this one guy who really hurt her bad. A large group of men brutally beat and killed the guy of course. Hurting a Bless is like going into a church and attacking a nun.
Some time ago she went missing and no one had seen her or heard from her. We feared the worst thinking someone killed her and we mourned her. Then out of nowhere she came back claiming she learned from her ways. Just never told us where she had been all that time, to this day.
Firework
Narrated by herself
I will start out by telling you yes, my head hair turns into a waterfall. Kind of annoying at times because I can't hear very well while the water pours. Is evaporates when it touches my clothes. But hey, I never need to worry about getting a haircut. The whole thing is beyond me to explain thoroughly. Best way to say it is that it's my unique feature I've had since birth.
My gift is to turn clouds into waterfalls from the sky. The water turns to mist that turns into a miracle cure for all illnesses. I go from planet to planet and moon to moon where I am most needed. A sign that I'm in the area is my people will dream of violins. Sadly the universe, nevermind the ganta, is a huge place and it takes a while to get where I need to be.
My violin was a gift from a musician who I fell in love with long ago. He taught me the instrument and the music overlaps the sound of rushing water. It wouldn't take long to realize how bothersome that would be to my subjects. This man was old, age being one thing I couldn't cure. I was heartsick for years after I watched him pass away.
I don't take treasure, my services are not for sale. I will do as I please and go where I please. That's always how it's been, I'm not a physician I am a bless.