🌸🌸 [puts two in for muse roulette]
Elijah and Deshen responding in very different ways to being given a flower! I had a lot of fun with this, especially these two juxtaposed.
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Elijah’s stoic demeanor cracked as he was handed the flower. He stared at it for a moment before slowly reaching out. For all his battle- and trauma-hardened toughness, the gentleness with which he grasped the stem and brought it to his chest was astounding. He held it like it was the most precious thing in the world and as if he expected it to shatter at any second.
He looked into the eyes of the gifter and quietly spoke only two words, “Thank you.”
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“Oh! Thank you!” Deshen’s face lit up, smile as big as could be, and she excitedly accepted the gift. “Is it for anything in particular? Is it a spell component? Oh! Is it meant to be dried and made into tea? That would be neat! You know, I’ve heard that some flowers have meanings. I don’t know any specifics, though. Does this flower mean something?!”