Floral Family
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Flora fancied herself quite clever - but even the obvious things, sometimes, were hid.
Often, Flora prayed. She was human; indeed, she prayed.
No matter how they reasoned it, everything always seemed to come up floral.
Addam, who had long known that this day was coming, still made the decision in an instant. Minoth denied it, but knew that it was so. And Flora couldn't have been more pleased if she'd planned it.
Once upon a time, he showed her something good. In the current timeline, she just knows it.
Waiting so long to meet her makes her splendor all the sweeter. But to think of all that time gone by...
Or, proof by contradiction that Addam did have to marry Flora as part of his lordship.
Or, proof by contradiction that Addam did have to marry Flora as part of his lordship.
In Torna, dreams really do come true - for everyone!
One of many names for such...activities.
Flora demanded an explanation. Minoth, of course, was most obliging.
It was a bright and bitchy day.
Your favorite floral family...
An unfortunate truth...
each song a blessing
Explanations between people can be as fine or as flimsy as they like.
It's another stitch closer to where he wants to be, and another puncture where the light can get in.
very kind very sweet very mwah
A house of dead-eyed stares perches on the shore, permanently faced to the depths.
I hate to see her going, but I sure do love to see her walking away.
Aletta is a simple, warm country home. Of course Minoth's first real escape from Indol is all bound in to love.
Hey, I happen to know that Flora is and always has been the cat's meow!
Small but mighty, etc....
It means nothing, to stand here.
Doesn't it?
Doesn't it?
As a generally artistic young person, I started thinking about how the symbols we array over ourselves to evoke the intrinsic romance of death could be...realized.
(floraminoade have some explaining to do)
But did you know that when it snows...
She is like nothing else they have known.
She is like nothing else they have known.
And what is it? Love, I suppose. Of course it is!
It was a dark and stormy night.
Addam and Minoth simply love every part of her. There's no question about it.
Haze coughed, loudly.
"I'm confused."
She'd have to be. If she caught on, Minoth'd be in a hell of a bind.
"I'm confused."
She'd have to be. If she caught on, Minoth'd be in a hell of a bind.
"Just out smelling the roses, Prince."
"And what color were they?"
"And what color were they?"
(don't think too hard about it)
Sometimes, they can be straight.
If you ask the same questions enough...well, no, you'll always get the same answers, in the end.
Very often, I provide an artistic reference. Less often, it is simply a pictoral one. And allow me to paint...
I happen to think that there's, oh, everything in it.
It's always so nice to see you.
The reviews on floraminoade are as follows: "very sweet. hugs and kisses." But the foundation is slightly more richly inflected than that, I find.
"Keep remembering...things."
"Minoth?"
"Don't know what. Just things."
"Minoth?"
"Don't know what. Just things."
Ooh, I'm just a busy bee, still alive in my hive...
Not everyone is happy with the aftermath of the war.
Aletta is all commotion, when they return. The queen, then, just stands back and watches.
Try as he might, Addam cannot make sense of the pieces he has been left with, in heart and in home, after the Aegis War.
Love, I don't like to see so much pain...
"It's been a few years, since the war."
Keep writing. Nothing out of the ordinary. "Sure it has. You feeling okay?"
Keep writing. Nothing out of the ordinary. "Sure it has. You feeling okay?"
Or don't you know, even?
The bitter harvest of a dying bloom...