( once upon a time, there was a flower. a very foolish flower who thought that she could learn the will of the gods. when her answers lead her to the terrible truth, her rage and pain took form, puppeted- no, molded by an evil that had waited in the den of gods. though the evil took the flour's motives, it also took her knowledge and power.
the flower was left wilting, hollow and pained, and though the evil was thankful to her creator, she also had a grudge to carry through, and chaos to rain.
the flower was abandoned in an empty kitchen, a green light flickering in her grasp, and war broke out. the flower's beloved friends fought, and lost so many people, and claimed victory. but what had become of their friend? and what of those that the war had taken? ...
once upon a time, a young woman woke up. her head hurt so very much, and she could not remember who she was, or where she came from. a green, dulled gem and a staff was found with her, but she could not recall what they truly were. all she could tell was she was in a kitchen for beings far larger than her, and it was long since abandoned. with great care she descended from the countertops, and left the strange building behind.
... and she wandered. far and wide she wandered, unable to answer when asked her name, unsure where to go, and unwavering in her desire to find what her empty heart was missing so much. it was hard, for her dough had always been weak and now she held cracks and pains that she could not heal, but she pressed ever onward.
maybe it's that yearning that lead her now to the vanilla kingdom, her tattered green gown swapped for a simpler white shirt and green skirt alongside a cloak, loose braid hanging around her shoulder, unaware of what awaits. )
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the flower was left wilting, hollow and pained, and though the evil was thankful to her creator, she also had a grudge to carry through, and chaos to rain.
the flower was abandoned in an empty kitchen, a green light flickering in her grasp, and war broke out. the flower's beloved friends fought, and lost so many people, and claimed victory. but what had become of their friend? and what of those that the war had taken? ...
once upon a time, a young woman woke up. her head hurt so very much, and she could not remember who she was, or where she came from. a green, dulled gem and a staff was found with her, but she could not recall what they truly were. all she could tell was she was in a kitchen for beings far larger than her, and it was long since abandoned. with great care she descended from the countertops, and left the strange building behind.
... and she wandered. far and wide she wandered, unable to answer when asked her name, unsure where to go, and unwavering in her desire to find what her empty heart was missing so much. it was hard, for her dough had always been weak and now she held cracks and pains that she could not heal, but she pressed ever onward.
maybe it's that yearning that lead her now to the vanilla kingdom, her tattered green gown swapped for a simpler white shirt and green skirt alongside a cloak, loose braid hanging around her shoulder, unaware of what awaits. )
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