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Send ‘❁’ and my muse will offer yours a flower
The Doctorhad decided to spend a little time in his garden, to cause a little hand someof his flowers. Now every time he entered the large space with several plots offlowers with a large greenhouse a little further, he thought back to the gardenhe would create with Mel, and this made him more and giving joy. He had comehere to relax, aware that again, tonight, he couldn’t sleep. He had tried, hehad awfully tried, but the nightmares of his past were there. But the Doctor workingduring a normal night was so common that it is now reduced to this: ‘a little time’.
Histhoughts had been thinking about something else, far from his problems,focusing on the future in front of him, a future not imposed but created by him.He liked to be in that metaphorical cage in which he was gradually locked, evenif the ‘cage’ was only his freedom. He didn’t count the number of hours towater the flowers or doing other things like watching nature in curiously,having cracked the point out a magnifying glass to look at life act withoutintervention.
When it wastime to leave, he wouldn’t return without giving anything to Mel, but didn’tknow how to offer him something from his garden without appearing too stupid. Thenhe care a lot to his garden to pluck too many flowers, even if they wouldeventually wither but care about them too much for do an insensibly killing. Sothe Doctor sought a rare find in his flowers, which it unfortunately was theperfect example of his life: a beautiful flower, but who was sick, who wouldn’t have much to live, where it was better to give him death in this way thatthe suffering of fade quite dramatically. Life being unjust by nature, he hadobserved in several in each plot, even if their number varied. But the Doctordidn’t issue any judgment over his garden: it was a place where nature wasmaster, and letting live, really involved very little, he could observe, understandand grasp the concept in this generality. It became one of his reflexes toreact in this way, become very respectful while breaker rules in the extreme. Hehad to understand how to fight against the concepts to have power over them,having already placed himself among them.
Gently, hefound that flower: a beautiful azalea, chosen for sure a symbolic flower. Withgreat take, he undertook to cut this base, while apologizing before to go in asmall workshop to make a knot around the flower. It was a first class romantic,and very old game, and he saw evil give this poor flower with nothing around.Then he looked around him, adoring pass boredom, sometimes to sculpt woodenpedestals precisely to place a flower or more. Observing that the mostsuitable, he put the flower inside. Finally, he come back into the place whereMel could be, ready to give her the gift.