hearts like wildflowers
Lena Magnus
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#29
Lena
hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
It was simpler here; no warfronts, no orchestrations, no research. Lena gained her wisdom through experience, through adversity, through the stars, through the earth, and everything else that came with it. Her role wasn’t into the persistence of power or the demolition of others – saving, caretaking, mending, assuaging, as best she could. And if that provided another with serenity, tranquility, a layer of calm in the gesture of storms, then that was fine, satisfactory too – like a rush of fresh air when everything else seemed so seething and harsh. She caught his smirk and snickered in return, a wrinkle to her nose in challenge, watching with an arched brow as Finn gave it earnest attempts.

It stilled eventually, and so she tended to her own, the ivory bandage rolling through her hands, nearly blending into the creature’s form. At his inquiry, she tossed a few of the treats over. “They’re well practiced by now, but yes, a little meat. Mostly fish.” Lena hummed under her breath again while she worked, bending the mellifluous melody into the clouds continuing to form and billow, releasing her hold on her latest charge, watching as it floated along, parading towards the others. “I can talk to them too, which makes it all much easier.”
and sings the tune without the words
and never stops at all
Finn Rosencrantz


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FINN
the spyglass
Knotting the bandages and letting the wyrm wiggle about and generally enjoy itself now that the chore is complete, Finn glances back at Lena in time to just about catch the treats. The sound of him grabbing at them draws the attention of at least three other tiny creatures; the Spyglass finds himself swarmed and laughing as he fights to feed and bandage his new clutch, clouds wafting around his face and making it difficult to see.

"You can talk to them?" he echoes from somewhere within the mists, Finn finally straightening up once he's out of treats and bandages, the wyrms still twisting and weaving at his heels as he fans the clouds away from his eyes. "Ah, are you Attuned?" he guesses. "What do they think of my clumsy bandaging?"
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Lena Magnus
Celestine Caretaker

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Lena
hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
Clouds and mist, and through it all Lena laughed, merry, bright, without a touch of wickedness. Light mischief, perhaps, as she witnessed them dive and play, wholly intent on the morsels, as she shook her head, not remotely bothered by the labyrinthine quality the enclosure suddenly pulsed and pervaded. She could hear his chuckles from somewhere in the murk and mirth, wandering towards them in efforts to snag at another that required bandaging, and then the inquiry following.

“I am.” Proud, regal, and noble in her reply, fingers lightly ghosting over another wyrm as it wiggled in her grasp, turning back towards her with a gentle bump as she hastened the bandages between her teeth, pulling, grasping, and tearing before the buoyant youth escaped. And while she worked, her eyes wandered over the rest of the flock, the clutch, the gathered, the wryness of her smile likely lost in the fog. “What do we think of his work, dears?” A cooing of replies chirped back, ranging in all sorts of candid vocalizations, and then a following round of giggles ricocheted and reverberated through her form as she finished up with the one in her grasp. “They say you did fairly well. And to bring more paper.”
and sings the tune without the words
and never stops at all
Finn Rosencrantz


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FINN
the spyglass
Lena speaks and Finn busies himself checking his pockets for any further missing items, but it does seem as though the wyrms are only worried about the paper. And that's confirmed by the Attuned by his side, the Spyglass offering another smile to her and nodding. "I will do my best," he says, "that is, should I find myself here again before they depart." With the treats and bandages gone now, Finn slips his hands back into his pockets and glances around the enclosure.

It's with a deal of surprise that he realises the sun is pretty much set, only tendrils of twilight stretching their fingers through the clouds created by the wyrms. "I'm afraid I ought to be going," he murmurs. "I'll have to pull an all-nighter to get the rest of my research done." Not that it bothers him - his sleeping schedule is better now than it's ever been, but he can deny himself when the need arises.
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Lena Magnus
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Lena
hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
The wyrms chirped in return, gratified and content, bandaged and whole for the moment, and Lena hastened them off on a whirl of gentle fingers and billowing clouds. They dispersed with mischievous gleams, intending to make do on the uttered promises, before flickering off to the nearest, next venture within the enclosure. Lena laughed once more, and only when Finn noted the time did she glance upwards – beyond the eternal starlight. “Oh goodness, sorry to have kept you.” She released them too from the gates, opening and closing, allowing the man to step through while she picked up the rest of her belongings.

Basket along her arm, a thought immersed, and she needed to go that way regardless. “Do you want to see the unicorn before you go?” He’d seemed curious about it earlier; and the equine would likely be gone, healed, ready to rejoin their herd, by the time Finn made it back to the gardens. They’d already been too long, alone, without the natural aid and regard of their companions.
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Finn Rosencrantz


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FINN
the spyglass
Finn waits outside for Lena, smiling after the wyrms and feeling a strange kinship with their dream-like, distracted sort of state. It's one he knows well, one he's trying to leave behind, but their cheer makes it difficult to think of it in a negative light. He's preparing himself to walk when Lena speaks again, offering to stop by another enclosure. Declining the invitation itches on his tongue - he has just mentioned, after all, that he will already need to catch up with his own work.

But, easily led as always, Finn is simply not built that way. "Sure," he says with a smaller smile, falling into step with her as she leads them along the pathways of the Celestine. It would be nice to see the unicorn again before he left, he supposes. Better than accidentally missing it.
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Lena Magnus
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Lena
hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
Aware she was taking up his time, despite presuming it’d be something he’d enjoy, her strides were considerably less casual. No stroll, no listless, languid pace, but a stretched out accordance of her more energetic pace, a gleam in her eye, a smile beneath the wake of stars both real and infinite. She led him down the path that would direct him immediately towards the Tower once he was done, where it stood like a beacon further north, monstrous and monolithic where the rest of the scenery was tranquil and serene. Rounding the corner, and another, brought them towards the designated enclosure, where the creature, healed and still, would lift its head, offer a soft nicker in greeting.

From there, Lena grinned all the more, and extended her hand out to Finn, intending to place more treats into his palm. “I’ll leave you to it, then.” And she backed away, for she’d see the unicorn again in the morning, before it hailed off to its herd, back to home. “Thank you for the help and company today,” Lena laughed, but meant it. It was nice to have another intrigued, interested in her charges, no matter how foolish they might’ve been (and she loved them all). “See you next time,” and with a wink, the basket was once more over her shoulder, and she made due on her promise, permitting him to relish the time available and left with the equine.
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Finn Rosencrantz


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FINN
the spyglass
Finn follows at her heels, as he's done since the start of this venture. Adjusting his pace to match Lena's, the stars that stretch overhead are no less vibrant and beautiful at a brisk walk than they were at a stroll, and soon enough they come upon a familiar enclosure. The Spyglass's fingers flex instinctively, remembering the broken bones in his hand that the unicorn healed away. Before he can turn to speak to the woman beside him, however, she's handing him treats and leaving him to it.

"Oh," he says, with a polite and typically awkward smile, accepting the handful of snacks for the unicorn and nodding as she backs away. "Thank you for showing me the dragons, and the cloud wyrms. I'll make sure to come back soon." And for once he means it, having thoroughly enjoyed the time meandering around the gardens with Lena. With a small wave, he turns back to the unicorn, waiting for it to emerge from the trees and sweet grasses.

~FIN
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