cai
she/her
twenty-three
may 15
fortree
bisexual
herbalist
civilian
slithers of wistful window gazes glint in borrowed light
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POSTED ON Jun 14, 2019 18:04:28 GMT
she could either press forward with the topic and lay herself bare or fib and make it less than it actually was. but cait felt as though she should remain honest with mister silph, certain that he deserved nothing less at that crucial moment.
"i've been blessed," she claimed.
the woman reached into the slim pocket of her jacket, pulling free what appeared to be a tiny and ordinary little seed.
"watch," she instructed.
cait's slim fingers closed around the pod, the woman reliant upon her gift to gently and lovingly encourage its growth. it was at its beginning that she served as its sun, its soil, its water and its air. her digits peeled open to reveal the tiny seed that was being nurtured, its shell thoroughly cracked as a healthy green stalk emerged and unraveled before their eyes.
"there we are," she murmured, softly.
despite having witnessed this process multiple times over she remained a combination of awed and humbled. a daisy experienced its usual cycle within less than a minute, its petals startling white and its length of stalk dark green and reassuringly strong. cait handled it with the utmost care, her smile warm as she brought it to her nose and discreetly relished its scent.
'i think i'll plant you outside.'
she checked its delicate roots, visibly distracted as she made sure they were in good enough shape to be replanted.
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