Bountiful Bouquets [Rextillion]
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A bright bloom of yellows, crimsons, and magentas spilled around Anise’s face, a dusting of pollen coating her lashes and the tip of her nose. Her arms were filled to the brim with tulips, one of her many ‘borrowed’ gardens stocking her generously this season. Perhaps a little too generously. As she wandered down the sidewalk, she stopped at every creature that caught her gaze.
“For you?” She queried, pushing the bunch a little closer.
Some plucked a flower or grabbed several, others turned their nose and scrunched their brows at the offer. Their loss to another's gain.
“For you?” Again she asked a stranger in her wake, pressing the slowing weaning bouquet at them.













