why does it have to be so cold // typhoon trader

[rhosmari]

Everything she said was intriguing and the way she rattled off plants like it was nothing made him really respect her knowledge. He like the idea of learning medicinally. He had been in and out of that stone house in the woods quite a few times and a lot of plants grew there. He watered them where he could. He still remembered when he discovered the garden upon his first time being able to travel through the territory. Though he barely knew anything at all. Save for colors but names and properties eluded him. He had asked some questions here and there that had gone unanswered but still that didn't not shake his resolve. Golden blue eyes focused on the strange eye fruit for a moment and he logged in his head what it looked like, the appearance, what it helped with. Improving fatigue. There was a buzz of excitement within him as he got a bit closer, not much taking in consideration that they had been raided. They Typhoon used to be his home a long time ago and he hardly remembered much anymore. The sea witches had played in his head when he had met them the first time, toyed with memories. But he knew of them.

Pausing in his steps he would look at the feline, shifting his soft snow grey colored paws lightlu against the ground. "Thank you for coming all this way. Um...I don't know much about the plants you spoke about. But can I ask a favor? Could you...teach me? I don't have much to trade for lessons but I have a few blankets and some small gems." Chalk that up to his earth elementals considering it helped with finding such treasures and even creating it.

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How, how much to light up my star again and rewire all my thoughts? Oh baby, won't you remind me what I am? And break, break my little cold heart. I'm living someone else's life. Suppressing who I was inside. I don't know if I can be alone again. I don't know if I can sleep alone again.

%u2014 Sorbet Monroe Roux

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