christmascrosses replied to your post:Whisper?
"… I do? … I DID spend today helping Yosafire make flower crowns…"
"Well that explains the flowery scent. Do you mind if i ask your name?"

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christmascrosses replied to your post:Whisper?
"… I do? … I DID spend today helping Yosafire make flower crowns…"
"Well that explains the flowery scent. Do you mind if i ask your name?"
"What are you making?"
There's an audible hum as your voice echoes through the inside of your skull face and you tend to the delicate craft in your hands. Holding the string of flowers and ribbon up to examine it fully you present it to the girl before you.
"We believe it is called a flower crown."
Idate was bored yet again, although this time, mild disappointment was mixed in as he floated to the shore of some land; he wasn't caring too much on it yet. His mind was too preoccupied on the lack of anything exciting that he was expecting.
See, he found a tear in the water, nothing physical, but still visible. Of course he passed through it, expecting some sort of crazy happenstance with a rip in nothing floating in the ocean. No eldritch horrors or different color water, just more of the same so far. And as he washed up on a beach on his stomach, still in humanoid form and cig in mouth, he sighed.