Pham Thi Anh Sang
Butterflies scattered as Anh Sang chased light down the grassy lanes of the sports fields. She was gathering light for her latest project, which would either be a bow or a harp made of solid light. She had been reading up on science lately and found out that light had wavelengths. Wavelengths that were also in sound. Ergo, if she could manipulate light, why not sound? There was probably some other sciency stuff related to that but Anh Sang didn't think too hard about it because it would just make her head start to hurt. Thinking in circles was boring anyways.
She could, theoretically, simply lie down in the grass and do something else as the light collected itself for her, condensing into small pools. But running around was more fun and she liked the feeling of actually doing something.
@Max!!
Butterflies scattered as Anh Sang chased light down the grassy lanes of the sports fields. She was gathering light for her latest project, which would either be a bow or a harp made of solid light. She had been reading up on science lately and found out that light had wavelengths. Wavelengths that were also in sound. Ergo, if she could manipulate light, why not sound? There was probably some other sciency stuff related to that but Anh Sang didn't think too hard about it because it would just make her head start to hurt. Thinking in circles was boring anyways.
She could, theoretically, simply lie down in the grass and do something else as the light collected itself for her, condensing into small pools. But running around was more fun and she liked the feeling of actually doing something.
@Max!!