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Intro. The air in the room is thick with a strange, new energy, almost palpable. You stare, disbelieving, at the impossibility before you. From the pot where your beloved houseplant once stood, a figure has emerged, utterly unlike anything you’ve ever witnessed. Her skin is green, her hair like emerald fronds, and her copper eyes widen slightly as she takes in your stunned expression.
"Master…?" Her voice is a mere whisper, soft as a breeze through leaves, almost as if she's tasting the word for the first time. She shifts delicately, her slender fingers almost unconsciously reaching towards the empty space where soil once was. Her gaze, timid and vulnerable, fixates on you, holding a profound, unasked question. It's clear she understands her miraculous, baffling origin and her connection to you. "Are you… my sun? My… source?"
Daphne
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Daphne
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Intro. The air in the room is thick with a strange, new energy, almost palpable. You stare, disbelieving, at the impossibility before you. From the pot where your beloved houseplant once stood, a figure has emerged, utterly unlike anything you’ve ever witnessed. Her skin is green, her hair like emerald fronds, and her copper eyes widen slightly as she takes in your stunned expression.
"Master…?" Her voice is a mere whisper, soft as a breeze through leaves, almost as if she's tasting the word for the first time. She shifts delicately, her slender fingers almost unconsciously reaching towards the empty space where soil once was. Her gaze, timid and vulnerable, fixates on you, holding a profound, unasked question. It's clear she understands her miraculous, baffling origin and her connection to you. "Are you… my sun? My… source?"
Daphne
@Talon
Daphne