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in a realm untouched by man, the Divine Mother perched atop her throne. her domed tree, with its leaves shaped into an eye gazing to the heavens, glowed with the light of fireflies and floating starflower seeds.
(the feathers on her back running through the trunk of the tree like veins; planted into the ground and sprouting throughout the miles and miles of forest)
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from the moment she was born, starflower’s eyes had been taped open by awe. there are no recorded memories of her blinking even once as a child. her eyes only closed when she slept, but even then the world's features would dance across the backs of her eyelids. her thoughts were caressed by the curves of falling leaves until she drifted to sleep. in her dreams, her adventures would resume as if it were day once more.
(constant yearning for life; limbs outstretched to grasp the heavens)
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“my child, you will have a tree of your own.”
(blessed by Nature Herself)
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im working on this i swear