OIA'I'O
Flowerbirth brings fragrant breezes and blue-stretched skies. You appreciate this from a purely observational standpoint, finding no joy in the harmonious colours. You merely note the seamless change of seasons, feel and intellectual appreciation for all Rae has done, and then dressed based on the temperature.
You sit staring at the Spire. Your hands are a blur as you record all that you see, filling page after page of careful and studious observation. The longer you sit the more the earth around seems to claim you: your legs have disappeared into the grass, your feet turned to earth. Because your hands continue to move they remain as they were, though your back now looks like a mound of grass rather than the body of a woman.
You of course don't care about this in the slightest.
You sit staring at the Spire. Your hands are a blur as you record all that you see, filling page after page of careful and studious observation. The longer you sit the more the earth around seems to claim you: your legs have disappeared into the grass, your feet turned to earth. Because your hands continue to move they remain as they were, though your back now looks like a mound of grass rather than the body of a woman.
You of course don't care about this in the slightest.
