01-15-2021, 01:24 PM
DEAR FRIEND as you know, your flowers are withering
your mother's gone insane, your leaves have drifted away.
but the clouds are clearing up
and i've come reveling, burning incandescently,
like a bastard on the burning sea.
your mother's gone insane, your leaves have drifted away.
but the clouds are clearing up
and i've come reveling, burning incandescently,
like a bastard on the burning sea.
While the rest of the crew seemed to be bustling with activity, all caught up in their own vices, the tigress spent most of her time within the temple. The state of her head was still weak, and some days were better than others. Some she'd spend waking up to a migraine, and falling asleep with one, unable to move from the pain, and others she'd be able to wake up with plenty of energy and fall asleep feeling refreshed. Today was something in the middle, waking up with a headache, but able to rest enough to eventually work her way to getting up and being productive. She'd have to do something that wasn't too physically tasking, but still productive enough she wouldn't feel as if the day had been wasted. Her plan for the day was something fairly simple, but something she'd consider quite important, given it was partially what her life revolved around at the moment, and that was to gather more supplies for the temple and soothsayers to use.
It was hard not to notice Roan's absence, when you stay within what is essentially his home every day and night, and given the fact he was her main caretaker, Rosemary stepping in where she could. But, whatever had happened to the feline, she couldn't do much about, other than note the disappearance to her ma and continue on to the best of her ability in the meantime. Whenever he'd come back, she decided, he could at least come back to his supplies still fully stocked. And with how much time she'd been spending there, she was starting to get a good idea on which ones were the most important to collect, and what could be collected easily. So, the female would grab a small basket, tie it around her neck, and begin her journey from the temple downwards into the jungles, using her nose and eyes to guide her towards the medicine they'd need.
It was hard not to notice Roan's absence, when you stay within what is essentially his home every day and night, and given the fact he was her main caretaker, Rosemary stepping in where she could. But, whatever had happened to the feline, she couldn't do much about, other than note the disappearance to her ma and continue on to the best of her ability in the meantime. Whenever he'd come back, she decided, he could at least come back to his supplies still fully stocked. And with how much time she'd been spending there, she was starting to get a good idea on which ones were the most important to collect, and what could be collected easily. So, the female would grab a small basket, tie it around her neck, and begin her journey from the temple downwards into the jungles, using her nose and eyes to guide her towards the medicine they'd need.
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.