#wtrm

[furaiyumewrites]

Some stories are about finding the right person. This one is about finding them years too late. — Where the Rivers Meet

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Conrad< 3

[muddaisy]

Red mesa and lunar hills neighbors perhaps .. birds with a cowboy aesthetic flock together ..

hell yeah... sometimes lh citizens get abducted and sometimes the occasional skeleton or zombie wanders into rm bc neighbors gotta share

[ask-pinecliff-fandom]

“My beautiful flower, you look lovely tonight”

[furaiyumewrites]

🌙Welcome to my Garden #1🌙

If the cast of Where the Rivers Meet were flowers...

Rein is a sunflower: A little weathered. A little bent. Somehow found growing in a little space no one expected him to. A sunflower that keeps turning toward the light, even after storms have taught it not to expect clear skies.

Biju is a moonflower vine: Beautiful at any hour, but somehow the most herself at dusk. The sort of flower people walk past once and then spend years remembering. She stays blooming beside a creek nearest the edge, opening quietly to a world that never expected her.

One spends all day chasing the sunlight.

The other blooms well beneath the moon.

By all accounts they should have missed each other completely.

And yet somehow they grew in the same garden.

[kindcolors]

Conrad n Claudette..

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First Conrad and current Conrad < 3

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They’re in love :]