#floralalchemy

[kujoutengu]

@floralalchemy

"I keep forgetting how many feathers I actually have." Looking at the neatly swept piles in front of her, ordered in groups of five, she heaved a sigh.

"I already have enough fans, so making more is out of the question."

[kleinstar]

@floralalchemy || snomanning the fort

" You! Mister! With me! "

A small boy suddenly comes to grab Albedo's sleeve and then proceeds to drag him forward to where the snowmen building by several kids and one adult has just started.

" He'll build with us. "

Eiden who's in the process of molding a big lump of snow looks at the guy who the kid dragged with him.

" Toll, what did I say about dragging strangers in with you for no reason? " Eiden sighs.

" ......sorry you this is--- you don't have to join or anything--- hey Toll don't--"

Toll's lips start quivering and soon a tears start pouring out. He clings to Albedo's sleeve even heavier now, dramatically so pulling his arm towards the ground. He's very loud.

" Toll -- " Kick. " Look. " Swing. " Hey-- "

Eiden firmly grabs the child then showing a sheepish smile to the guy.

" If you want to make your escape now's your chance--- I 'll somehow deal with this-- OW!! "

Jackpot slap right to Eiden's nose.

[scarletwinds]

Forgoing both the offer of a mask and the ballroom where most people were situated, he instead found himself walking the grounds of the strange castle. It came as no surprise to Kazuha that he had wandered into a moonlit garden, for the wind flowed more freely through nature and his heart always followed the wind.

Kneeling down, he examined the strange and unfamiliar flowers of this even stranger and more unfamiliar world.

“Such a beautiful sight is well worth a journey in itself. If only everyone could find the joy and mystery hidden in the growth of living things, surely they would want for less material wealth. Still, as wonderful as these flowers are, the more practical part of me wonders about their uses. Could they be effective in medicine? Are they edible? It is important for a wanderer to remember these things in leaner times.”

He looked up and caught the tropical-blue eyes of someone who smelled of fresh plant growth and newly bloomed flowers.

“Would you happen to be familiar with them?”

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[saintism]

          SHE RECALLS HIM, THOUGH SHE never got his name when they first spoke about the island’s oddities. recognition alone causes her to pause in her steps, amethyst hues glancing over briefly in noting his practice. drawing, it would seem, of a few newly blossomed flowers not far off. even from this distance she could tell the skill involved.  ❝ It is beautiful. Both the scene and the drawing. Getting them to look so alike... I could never imagine doing so myself. ❞ the compliment itself is genuine, eyes drifting from the paper which he sketches over to the models which he uses.

          ❝ Forgive me if I was not meant to look. I was simply curious, though... I suppose that is not an excuse for it, either, ❞ she notes, far too aware of such even if it was meant as a compliment.

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[floradorned]

      ❝ This small, flat object provides meager warmth... I’ve yet to find a use for it. ❞   Nonetheless, the phone is carried with him in the off event it happens to have a practical purpose. As a tool against the cold, however, it is all but pointless. The guide emits what sounds like a sigh.    ❝ ... I suppose I should continue seeking other means of staying warm. ❞

[sanctummilitis]

The bowels of Xalphina could swallow an inquisitive soul for days, even weeks — a deduction Saber continued to hold confidence in as the hours went by and day turned to dusk, with not even the tip of the iceberg satisfactorily scoped. One more tome of local fairy literature nestled itself back into the space from whence she had removed it an hour earlier; though with its preference for a language incomprehensible to her, the king had been forced to examine the illustrations for any semblance of the book’s contents. Despite the hour, she had every intention of continuing the quest through endless pages, and took to rounding the bookcase, finding another also deep in their own studies.

Like she, lacked the appearance of one wrapping up for the night; so fortunate were they that the building’s doors would remain open throughout the nights. there was wonder for a moment about if he was one built for extensive sessions, or perchance, simply a stubborn human, willing to push their physical limits. “Here for the long haul as well?” A hand pinched the spine of another book, sliding it from the formation it gad been wedged within. “Might I inquire about your progress? Many of the pages have been ones I could not decipher, but perhaps it is just the subject, and the same might not be the case in other areas”.

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[larrywalshe]

Exquisite wild and textural designs created for a very special client at @langham_london earlier this week. Stocks, peonies & jasmine combined to create a heavenly scent! 💚🍃💚 #luxuryflorist #londonflorist #corporateflowers #instablooms #floralalchemy #underthefloralspell #flowerstagram #flowersofinstagram #teamlarry (at The Langham, London)

[floradorned]

      ❝  A study?  ❞     the spirit echoes. The young man before him stands with a hand at rest against his chin, and a bound book with a charcoal pencil tucked in its margins swaddled in the crook of his arm; an artist, from what Haruki can guess, although he’s had little interaction with the human variety before.    ❝  I assume you mean for sketching... Am I correct?  ❞      He weighs from foot to foot, the bells on his garb chiming faintly from his movement, only to tentatively relent through a nod.     ❝  If all that you’re asking of me is to merely hold still, I suppose I see little harm in doing so... I’ve nowhere to be.  ❞                                                                            @floralalchemy​;    ❤’d  for  a  starter !