[ Noctis once described their kingdom as being more desert-like, arid, instead of temperate. That puts these flowers' viability into perspective, knowing that they grow across their land. ]
When I received them, I immediately set to plant them. [ She says as they approach their new house. Instead of taking him to the front, she leads him by the hand towards the back entrance to their yard. She uses the communicator to open the gate. ] With this rain, [ Giving his hand an encouraging tug, she leads him into the yard.] they've proliferated wonderfully...
[ --Perhaps more than she intended, by the scene he will be greeted with upon entering the yard. It's a field of flowers just past the gate-- of sylleblossoms, whites, reds, and blues, generously carpeting yard. Another part has the bright pinks of juniberries from another otherworlder. To the corner there is a section that seems to have had some sort of structure to the rows of flowers at one point, but as she said with this latest monthly phenomenon, the rain has made her modest, amateur garden grow a little (read: overwhelmingly) beyond its borders.
The garden isn't sustainable like this, but the visual itself is impressive and the scent, fragrant and floral, even moreso. She turns, smiling sheepishly to him, as if to apologize for the disaster-explosion of flowers all over the place. ] Perhaps... too much. More than it had been even an hour ago.
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When I received them, I immediately set to plant them. [ She says as they approach their new house. Instead of taking him to the front, she leads him by the hand towards the back entrance to their yard. She uses the communicator to open the gate. ] With this rain, [ Giving his hand an encouraging tug, she leads him into the yard.] they've proliferated wonderfully...
[ --Perhaps more than she intended, by the scene he will be greeted with upon entering the yard. It's a field of flowers just past the gate-- of sylleblossoms, whites, reds, and blues, generously carpeting yard. Another part has the bright pinks of juniberries from another otherworlder. To the corner there is a section that seems to have had some sort of structure to the rows of flowers at one point, but as she said with this latest monthly phenomenon, the rain has made her modest, amateur garden grow a little (read: overwhelmingly) beyond its borders.
The garden isn't sustainable like this, but the visual itself is impressive and the scent, fragrant and floral, even moreso. She turns, smiling sheepishly to him, as if to apologize for the disaster-explosion of flowers all over the place. ] Perhaps... too much. More than it had been even an hour ago.