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Flowers of Heaven: avante en garde
There's a snap in the air like the fluttering of a banner in the wind, and then the heavy sound of some large animal breathing.
Gathering around you, though, are creatures that more resemble the idea of animals: lions, wolves, gryphons, unicorns, and stags with stunted bodies, gaping mouths, and rearing poses—like nothing so much as... heraldry. Indeed, upon closer inspection, their bodies seem to be made of stitched brocade. Nevertheless, they nudge at you with their heads, paws, and horns, guiding you towards an arched doorway that has opened in the thick brambles and leads to a winding path beyond.
Once you cross through, a gate closes behind you, and the voices of your fellow idols fade from your ears. It seems as if you’re on your own, now.
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Here, the brambles are dense, but the path beneath your feet is cobbled with ancient-looking stone. In the distance, from no identifiable direction, is the faint, steady sound of a drum.
It seems that heraldic animals are carrying some things for you: a collection of sixteen different flowers, a small lantern of blue flame, and a wreath woven from Star of Bethlehem flowers, blooming hollyhock, and oak leaves.
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Gathering around you, though, are creatures that more resemble the idea of animals: lions, wolves, gryphons, unicorns, and stags with stunted bodies, gaping mouths, and rearing poses—like nothing so much as... heraldry. Indeed, upon closer inspection, their bodies seem to be made of stitched brocade. Nevertheless, they nudge at you with their heads, paws, and horns, guiding you towards an arched doorway that has opened in the thick brambles and leads to a winding path beyond.
Once you cross through, a gate closes behind you, and the voices of your fellow idols fade from your ears. It seems as if you’re on your own, now.
Here, the brambles are dense, but the path beneath your feet is cobbled with ancient-looking stone. In the distance, from no identifiable direction, is the faint, steady sound of a drum.
It seems that heraldic animals are carrying some things for you: a collection of sixteen different flowers, a small lantern of blue flame, and a wreath woven from Star of Bethlehem flowers, blooming hollyhock, and oak leaves.
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What... can we do anything?...
[Can he-- take your hand, or, or something]
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You're—we're in the garden, still, right. You're here.
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Yeah, at the second door. I'm here. I'll always be here.
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Sorry, I—just, keep holding my hand, if you don't mind. It... h...
[ she shakes her head, as if she was distracted by something. ]
It helps.
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I just felt like I was back. There. For a second.
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[He comes in close, and with his other hand, clasps her tightly against him, cradling the back of her head to urge her to lean into him.]
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...mm.
But it's not—that. This isn't the best, but it's the real thing, so.