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So began another weekend spent in the old house. Sifting and sorting, making a game out of whether to toss or keep the furnishings they uncovered amidst it all. And only a few near heart attacks when one or both of the kids managed to get into something they ought not.
With all the close calls between the two of them week after week, it was no wonder Qrow began to grey early, or so his twin remarked. And the others teased him for it relentlessly. Still. Those were the happiest days of their lives, of his life, as they all looked forward to a near future in a grand home.
Really short print comic I made all the way back in my first year of uni!
We had limited colours, limitated page space, and were given a random book to draw inspiration from. I got a well loved gardening book, and one of the pages of a woman looking horrified over overgrowth really inspired me
My father was born in the early sixties. He served in the United States Army and when he retired he has worked the same job basically ever since. He’s a southern Republican, fairly conservative, and set in his ways.
I’m his gay, liberal daughter.
To say we don’t agree on much is the understatement of the century. But a while back we were having a conversation where we were actively avoiding any form of political discussion and somehow we ended up on the topic of what kind of flowers we were most like.
Now this is not exactly my dad’s cup of tea because he doesn’t usually talk about things that could be considered fanciful so when I asked him what kind of flower he thought I would be I was expecting him to laugh it off.
What I got instead is maybe the nicest thing ever said to me.
He said “I think you’d have to be a wildflower because no matter where the wind takes you, you put down roots and blossom.”
I still think about this conversation often because my life is so foreign to him and yet he thinks it’s beautiful for me.
So for anyone out there who feels so different than everyone around them remember your just a wildflower waiting to take root and blossom.
First off, thanks to everyone still reading this fic. Soon gonna be coming up on four years since I started posting it -five since I started writing it jfc- and it really means a lot to me that there are folks sticking with it this long.
So without further ado...
Chapter 19 has been floating out there for a bit now, and given where that one leaves off, I thought folks might appreciate an update about where exactly we are in the story. Gonna go ahead and put all that under a read more for anyone not caught up yet who might want to before seeing this update :D
Note that this update does also contain minor spoilers for general themes and things upcoming. Proceed with caution.
Okay so!
Chapter 19 marks the end of the first major arc of Take Root. Think of it as a sort of halfway point, maybe or maybe not in length, but definitely in story beats.
Qrow has not only managed to start solidly reconnecting with his family, but has also fully opened up to Clover about his family situation and what really led them all to where they are now. That is not to say that Qrow is done growing or working through everything. There is still much more to tell from his side of things, including working on all of his relationships and digging even more into events of the past along the way to help with that.
That said, the second and final major arc will focus even more on everything surrounding Clover. His hangups and reservations, his walls that he has thus far refused to let down, and of course his injury, the mess that led to it, and its lingering effects on him, both physical and mental, that also affect his interpersonal relationships. Looking at you two, Qrow and Elm. But certainly not just them as he continues to navigate this road to recovery, one step- and a few missteps- at a time.
Oh, we gonna crack him open like an egg and watch all the goo fall out, perhaps into a waiting pan to cook him over easy until he can hold himself together again.
As a final heads up, while I have extensive notes for the latter half of this story, I really need to spend time rebuilding my buffer of chapters written to keep things flowing smoothly. That may take awhile, but I do hope to have chapter 20 done in time for FGW2026 (assuming there is interest to do another one of those, I gotta get started on prep for setting that up again orz).
Thanks for sticking around for what ended up being way more words than I planned this thing. Yes, that can be said both about this post and about Take Root itself :D
