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Flowers


Under a little patch of trees to the east of the crossroads campfire, an apothecary apprentice makes her way. Sitting down besides a fresh mound of soil she takes a little spade form her basket and digs a few holes. In each new hole she drops a flower bulb, along with a small soup bone. When her work is done she lays out a small wreath of wild flowers and sighs. Rising, she leaves the shade of the forested patch and returns to the light of the road.

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"Opiferque Per Orbem Dicor"
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Re: Flowers


As his new companion sits alone by a fire, oiling his bow and watching the shadows cautiously, a ragged looking wolf-pup paws through the dirt, digging up the newly planted wild flowers in search of the delicious bones he can smell in their shallow graves.
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Re: Flowers


a small black dragon, avoiding the plague victims there currently, replants them under the cover of darkness whispering "grow my friends, grow strong" before swiftly taking flight.
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