08-19-2020, 09:15 PM
HIGHER BEINGS, THESE WORDS ARE FOR YOU ALONE
ghostwhisper - mantis-awahondo hybrid - they/them
[div style="width: 100%; height: auto; text-align: justify; padding: 20px; font-size: 15px; color: #f2ffff;"]The only gardens Ghostwhisper knew of weren't exactly the most up kept. They were overridden with thorns and puddles of acid, making for a tricky trek whenever they had decided that they wished to grace their mother, if the root could even be deemed a mother for tuning her slowly blinding eyes from suffering. It truly fluctuated how they felt about their mother and her gardens. Overran by thorns, by traitors. This garden did not happen to have either of those things. Probably. As far as Ghost was aware, there were no traitors or thorns in this garden that were not supposed to be there.
They can admire some actual landscaping, though. The gardens of the queen were so overrun that whatever landscaping had been done was long gone. Unable to be seen, uncared for just like everything else that pale root had claimed to love. Perhaps they should have felt some frustration, but there was none present. Good, that would make this slow movements over a bit easier and less jittery. Unable to speak, they decide to take up space next to Phobos, perhaps to also indicate that they were ready to help. Ghost's shell barely tips to the side, ever silently watching as the expert of the plants worked.
[div style="width: 100%; height: auto; text-align: justify; padding: 20px; font-size: 15px; color: #f2ffff;"]The only gardens Ghostwhisper knew of weren't exactly the most up kept. They were overridden with thorns and puddles of acid, making for a tricky trek whenever they had decided that they wished to grace their mother, if the root could even be deemed a mother for tuning her slowly blinding eyes from suffering. It truly fluctuated how they felt about their mother and her gardens. Overran by thorns, by traitors. This garden did not happen to have either of those things. Probably. As far as Ghost was aware, there were no traitors or thorns in this garden that were not supposed to be there.
They can admire some actual landscaping, though. The gardens of the queen were so overrun that whatever landscaping had been done was long gone. Unable to be seen, uncared for just like everything else that pale root had claimed to love. Perhaps they should have felt some frustration, but there was none present. Good, that would make this slow movements over a bit easier and less jittery. Unable to speak, they decide to take up space next to Phobos, perhaps to also indicate that they were ready to help. Ghost's shell barely tips to the side, ever silently watching as the expert of the plants worked.
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FULZANIN is a 19 year old content creator. Currently roleplaying as Beezlebub in the Pitt and Jotunhel in the Typhoon. Time spent outside of work and writing is typically done in Creatures of Sonaria. FULZANIN is also in a happy relationship, and is aegosexual/asexual herself.
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