Dweller

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caesuran replied to your post :caesuran replied to your post :caesuran replied to...

I like to think of it as a realistic outlook and calculated risk reducer. Tea sounds fine.

Risk is what propels us, to exist as a living thing is risk. I close the shop to customers on Sundays for cleaning, if you would like to come by then!

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The unknown doesn’t have to be accepted, either. Neither do maybes or tomorrows for that matter. Also, good evening.

Ah, a certain apathy then. Would you like to come over for tea sometime? It will be the season for blueberries soon.

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We don’t. Sometimes it’s better to stay quiet, and it never does well to overthink.

Is it? There are always unknowns to accept, but the unknown can never be touched or understood, for good or ill. Only a maybe, or a tomorrow.

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caesuran replied to your post :Who are we behind our own teeth? And what do we...

We keep words that are better left unsaid.

And how do we find the ones meant to stay and the ones who should have flown, but were kept all the same?

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Who are we behind our own teeth? And what do we keep there, like the fluttering wings of moths?

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[RP Summary] Life Gives You Lemons

Note: This takes place in like………December whoops

Characters: Silvain and Dweller

Content warnings: Talkin’ about death/mortality

Summary: Silvain buys some lemons from Dweller, who takes note of the fact that her powers let her see the “ghosts” inside of Silvain - Dakota and Prue. The two get to talking about their respective powers, and end up having tea together. Silvain leaves Dweller with their address, and a standing invitation to contact them, or to come by for dinner sometime.

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GALA GALA GALA

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The days are getting longer again! Very slowly, the way snow melts.

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Characters: Dweller, Maxwell

CW’s: Mentions of death, there is a snake sort of

Summary: Dweller finds a stranger walking in her dreams. Maxwell strikes up a conversation with this odd host, and they both find that the other isn’t quite what they were expecting. As the dreams shift and they circle uncomfortable truths each realizes they see very similar things in very different ways. 

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There is the edge, and we approach it faster and faster all the time, with our backs to it, looking always where we’ve been. We are on the brink from open till close, and after is the wide still pool 

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which is your personal favourite citrus item and why

Oh! Oranges!! They’re easy for me to grow, though lemons are easier...and grapefruits are larger, and tangerines are sweeter...but oranges are still my favorite!

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Until Spring I’ll only be carrying winter squash and citrus! There are some mountain apples left, but only for a little while

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There is nothing about us that is permanent, and we know it to the bone, and so we look for permanence in other things. Neither will ever be so. There is grieving, but also isn’t there a yearning?

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People worry all the time about making the most of their time, but being here to mark time at all is good enough. You are a success examining its own worth!