Patchwork Universe

Rose Briar · Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 12:01 pm Post subject: The Language of Flowers

Summer had come to the garden, a summer that parched the grass dry and withered the roses on their bushes. But as a slender figure appeared from the south, the thickets rustled a welcome. The rose maiden had returned to tend to her charges again.

As the red-headed maiden and the silver unicorn followed the familar pathways of the garden, they were followed by a black horse.

But at one of the turns the horse stopped to crop at a piece of grass that still grew green and became separated from its companions. Philiosophically it accepted this most recent change in its fortunes and set out to take a look at this new place it found itself in.

Meanwhile Rose Briar went to where a spring of cool clear water bubbled out of the rocks and formed a pool in the grotto beneath. Taking a humble wooden bucket from beside the spring, she filled it and went to water the flowers.

[ooc: Rose comes from 'Rose and Thorn' in Jones' Public House]