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What makes you happiest?

Happy?

[She chuckled]

You know... I actually wasn't happy for a very very very long time. I thought I wasn't able to feel that anymore.

But then I joined this game. I found a family. I found a marriage. I found friends.

I think I'm happiest when I'm surrounded by those people. Astrin, Sparrow, Drens, Stake, everyone. I'm happiest when I'm with them.

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Hello, little bird! Are you comfortable? Can you hear us now?

Sage's head whips up at the voice coming through the speakers, desperate for any sort of break to the monotony of isolation.

"I- comfortable? No. I hate it here. But- I can hear you, now. Who- who are you?"

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Sage the Trustworthy ( @sagethetrustworthy )

A King who's forgotten his crown.

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hehe I experimented a LOT with colour and texture on this one and it came out– honestly much better than I expected. The hands gave me HELL though and– full honesty– I ended up just tracing the ref for the one showing fingers.

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A bouquet can be found with a small note on one of the chair on top of the Bam Bunker. It contains purple hyacinth, yellow asphodel, bluebell, begonia, peonies, and blooddrop flowers. The note just says "For Flotte. Remember what we talked about in the cover of night -A"

She lets out a gasp when she first sees the bouquet, nearly sitting on them by accident. As her eyes flutter across the note, her expression turns somber, the pitter patter of the rain dancing across the brim of her hat, even as she climbs down the ladder to rejoin her team. "Don't worry. It's nothing." She tells her team, as she retires to her bunk for the night. Beneath the cover of darkness, in the study of her room, she begins to wrack her brain for the meaning of it. Throughout all of her fathers books, surely something mentioned the meanings of flowers. But as the hours go by, the truth starts to set in; she concerned herself not with the romanticism of each flower, but the beautiful intricacies of each blossom, the ever more elaborate pollenation cycle of each one; only what was present before her on the workbench. Charlotte Gainsbourg, knowledgeble as she may be, new nothing of the meanings of flowers. She needed to find someone who did, and fast.

Kian was too similar of a mindset to her, far too scientific in his approach. Stef was more familiar with the usages of flowers, and could whip up the best herbal salve around, but was lacked the knowledge of their deeper meaning, much like her team.

She pondered briefly on who she could ask, before shelving the idea; this was far too personal a task. Sparrow definitely could, but dreaded the consequences that revealing the gift could bring. It was a lifeline, a faint link, to an enemy of her new company. The person best suited to find the meaning, therefore, was probably the very person who sent her the bouquet.

Surely, Astrin must have some books on the subject somewhere in his possesion... If she was quick enough, she could borrow the book, and be at peace. A simple operation, she pondered, as she tucked a sack of grain into her bed, laying the covers over it. She feared the reaction of her teamates, possibly irrationally so, but nonetheless took care to make sure her absence went unnoticed. "Just a simple peek. A quick break in, a scrounging around, then my mind will be at ease", she whispered to herself, as she snuck away towards Witch Haven...

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Something big is approaching.

I'll play another round.

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Come to the temple to die!! we need YOU to be ritualistically sacrificed to hasten the apocalypse! If you come to the temple you can listen to music, eat cake, pat dogs and gather flowers, then bleed out on my altar!!

-cry

Oh. Cry, I… appreciate your enthusiasm.

But— well, I— it sounds lovely, but I think I’ll pass.

Thank you.

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