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Has your character ever eaten something that is considered “rich people food” in your setting? (As price is connected to availability, this may be more likely if your character has traveled to a location where the ingredients are more readily available.)

#the florist #used to be a king so

wordsnquotes

I have survived, but I have not been spared.

Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless (via wordsnquotes)

#jack barrett

lifeinpoetry

… come celebrate with me that everyday something has tried to kill me and has failed.

Lucille Clifton, from “won’t you celebrate with me” (via dvoyd)

#Valery

natalieweepoetry

What is it like to be made a person instead of a stranger’s dim shadow?

What does it mean to have a mirror if not to see your self whole—

— Natalie Wee, from “Either/Or/Other,” Our Bodies & Other Fine Machines (Amazon / Goodreads)

#ratree chaiprasit

characterdevelopmentforwriters

When your character is upset, do they prefer sympathy and comfort, or do they prefer advice and a suggested plan of action?

#the florist #prefers sympathy #ratree chaiprasit #prefers advice #valery #prefers both on different occasions #dunno abt the others will think on it later

Rudy and Rainier met when they were both children. Yes, both of them, though Rudy had lived for a thousand years, for Rudy was a river, and a river is always new while also as old as the land itself.

#what im getting at here is rudy doesnt always take human form and when it does it age slides #usually if it's only in contact with one person it tends to match its age to theirs on instinct like a reflection #rudy #rainier

On the Florist’s age and name

The Florist is old, very old. Thousands of years old. But there was an incident, some 400 years ago; they woke up, one day, lying on the ground near a river, flowers growing around their fingers, and they couldn’t even remember their name. The spirit of that river was Rudy, and it was the first friend they made after the incident, but it could not give them any real clue as to who they were or what had happened to them. Their friendship stayed strong for all the years since, and it was one of the many allies they called upon to hide and protect Valery. They never did remember their name, and the people started calling them the florist, for they made flowers, and as the years passed by, they decided that was the only name they needed. The only connection to their past they have left is bits and pieces of lost knowledge they can sometimes recall, though they can never remember where they learnt it.

#the florist #rudy