RE: Four Lore and Speculation
07-20-2017, 10:18 AM
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From the Palce Records
TELEGRAM SENT AT HALF SUN: Wrote:Whatareyoudoing
Letter adressed to Sunflower, sent at three fourths sun. If not delivered, please return to the association. Wrote:There is nothing you should worry about. Carry on your messenger duties, Sunflower.
TELEGRAM SENT AT SUNDOWN Wrote:Icanseeyou
Didyoujustoverthrowthem
Letter adressed to sunflower, sent at moonrise. If not delivered, destroy it. Wrote:Do you see that little staff in my hands? Is this still a question?
I will be up when a little bird says this, so worry not.
This will be fine.
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Overheard from the garden
A bud enters the garden. Their flowers are about to bloom, but they haven't opened fully yet. They sit there, basking in the sun.
Briefly, there is a crumple of leaves. They grumble.
“Sunflower, haven’t I told you to leave already?”
Silence.
Then a crumple of leaves again.
“I can tell you’re there. Don’t even bother.”
There is a sigh, before Sunflower enters. Their body is covered with their own seeds and leaves, with the occasional petals it. With seeds for eyes, they squint at their leader.
“You wanted a letter delivered to who?”
“It’s on the back of the letter, Sunflower.”
“I’ve never imagined you’d talk to such ....... seedy people.”
“Spare me the puns.”
“Not allowed.”
Sunflower waves the letter in front of the bud's face.
“The Ivy would do nothing to help us.”
“It is in their intrest.”
“Are you planning to sacrifice this year‘s seedlings?”
The bud pauses. “Nothing of the sort.”
“Conscription.”
“Of course not, whom do you take me for?”
Even without looking at Sunflower, the bud knows that the other wouldn’t look at them.
“My leader.”
“As I should be. Speak to the Ivy. If they won’t answer to a letter...”
The bud picked up a leaf and crushed it.
“As you wish.”
And so Sunflower left, leaving the bud alone once more.
A bud enters the garden. Their flowers are about to bloom, but they haven't opened fully yet. They sit there, basking in the sun.
Briefly, there is a crumple of leaves. They grumble.
“Sunflower, haven’t I told you to leave already?”
Silence.
Then a crumple of leaves again.
“I can tell you’re there. Don’t even bother.”
There is a sigh, before Sunflower enters. Their body is covered with their own seeds and leaves, with the occasional petals it. With seeds for eyes, they squint at their leader.
“You wanted a letter delivered to who?”
“It’s on the back of the letter, Sunflower.”
“I’ve never imagined you’d talk to such ....... seedy people.”
“Spare me the puns.”
“Not allowed.”
Sunflower waves the letter in front of the bud's face.
“The Ivy would do nothing to help us.”
“It is in their intrest.”
“Are you planning to sacrifice this year‘s seedlings?”
The bud pauses. “Nothing of the sort.”
“Conscription.”
“Of course not, whom do you take me for?”
Even without looking at Sunflower, the bud knows that the other wouldn’t look at them.
“My leader.”
“As I should be. Speak to the Ivy. If they won’t answer to a letter...”
The bud picked up a leaf and crushed it.
“As you wish.”
And so Sunflower left, leaving the bud alone once more.
Is this satisfactory enough or what you meant