Information
Taima the Tuliplum
Kareima
Legacy Name: Kareima
The Reborn Escalade
Owner: twocents
Age: 14 years, 6 months, 2 weeks
Born: October 4th, 2009
Adopted: 14 years, 6 months, 2 weeks ago (Legacy)
Adopted: October 4th, 2009 (Legacy)
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
Instructions for GrowthPlant Your Name: Kareima Quick Facts on Light and Water: Credit: Background image and waist-up by User not found: seven | Expected Result |
Welcome to my garden of magic
Where the river flows, down tucked among the valleys of the Peka Glade, a garden grows.
The wind dances among the flowers, spreading the smell of pollen and grass and dew into the air.
And there, flitting carefully between each blooming tulip, is a soul so warm, beings travel across the world to bask in her glory.
And so it begins
On a Sunday, down by the river in Peka Glade, the heat radiating off of my body encourages mist to jump up in the air. A deep breath in and exhale out. The peace of this place is calming, despite such a rapid heartbeat within my chest.
I have come here every day for many weeks now. The weeping willow trees that provide great shade, the river that provides great depth, the songs of birds that provide inspiration. I want to dance in the grass, smell the morning dew, kiss the sun, hug the wide blue sky. But I'm afraid my arms cannot stretch wide enough, my legs do not have enough strength, my senses are not tuned enough to fully comprehend the day.
And so, I sit by the river and wait for something to come and take me over. I feel that, with time, I will be able to truly experience all that this place has to offer.
A greeting
On a Thursday, when the sun is shining brightly overhead and the shadows have no place to hide, I dip my feet into the waters of Peka Glade. A tingle spreads across my body, raising goosebumps on my flesh. I feel that, should I soak long enough, I will come to learn the secrets this place has to whisper in listening ears.
Before I can shake out of my cloak to truly dip into the waters, a noise distracts me, calling for my attention. I slide out of the water and into my discarded wedges. Crawling forward, my hands pressing prints into the dirt, I perk my ears and narrow my eyes, attempting to find the being who has called for me.
And there, a striking purple against the green, I see her. With feathers that feel more like flower petals, a Tuliplum squawks again. As if the Glade has shown me light, I know instantly her name. Taima. Not one that I have given her, but rather, one that the world has bestowed on a worthy child.
She hops toward me, and I scoop her into my arms. We sit by the riverside together.
The inspiration
On a Monday, when the clouds have come out to play, I see sparkles on the water. Bits of light that shine through, like spotlights among the grey.
Though this river valley is beautiful, I look around and see that it is not colorful, like the Peka Glade the visitors know. The grass is bright and green, the trees are fresh in stark contrasts of green and brown, the sky is blue and grey and sometimes pink and red and purple. But mostly, this place is green and blue and brown. How dreadfully dull.
Sleeping on the grass at my bare feet, though, rests Taima, still a beautiful purple Tuliplum that nobody can deny. When curled up like that, her head looks like the blooming of fresh flowers. A wiggle of her tail reminds me of the way such flowers would look with a bit of wind to call them to the dance floor.
And in that moment, I know what I have been waiting for. I can no longer rest and wait for time to come to me. For now, it is my time to repay the Glade for that which it has shown me.
Planting days
On a Friday, the sun beams strongly and evaporates all of water's attempts to cool the day.
With my hands and Taima's beak, we dig holes in the ground in no particular order or creation. Just that which the earth seems to call out for. No hole is forced, but each opens up willingly.
Within each hole, we place a bulb. Various tulips of colors unknown, but some spring day shall show us in the future. With light and water and the love of nurturers, I am certain that the garden will grow bright and vibrant.
After we have finished the task, spreading each bulb that we have among the trees and grasses and banks of the river valley, Taima and I rest. And again, we wait.
Visitors
On a Tuesday, after a long rain that raised the water of the river and threatened to choke plant life, the sun shyly comes out. And by the river bank, we sit.
We inhale the smells of life in the air, the pollen dancing in what little breeze exists. As if by the spirit of the Earth, the garden has grown strong and resilient. It never hesitates to bloom, to bring joy and light and color to the creatures of this place. Even when its only audience is a daydreaming girl and her Tuliplum.
Somehow, although we have long since called this place home and rarely venture out, word has spread to neighboring communities of the Garden of Tulips. Shielding my eyes from the brightness of the sun, which has now dared the rain to come back and fight with it, I see a small man and his young child coming up over the horizon.
I close my eyes and wait for him to approach. I know what he seeks, as I have seen many like him over theses past days and weeks. He, too, wants the gift of this valley, seeking blessings and knowledge.
I do not mind the intrusion. How can I, when I am also an intruder among this valley? Though I am one the valley has come to accept. I hope that when he and his son leave, though, they feel the inspiration and glory of this place, and leave with a warmth radiating from them, like the light that I have come to shine with.
Pet Treasure
Solar Powered Tulip
Emma Plushie
Bundle of Tulip Seeds
Tulip Bulbs
Crimson Tulip
Purple Floral Sash
Purple Tulip
White Floral Sash
Flower
Silver Floral Sash
White Tulip
Mint Floral Sash
White Tulip Sticker
Heirloom Tulip Seeds
Yellow Tulip
Green Floral Sash
Yellow Tulip Sticker
Lavender Floral Sash
Flower Teacup
Pink Tulip Sticker
Pink Tulip
Yellow Floral Sash
Orange Tulip
Neutral Floral Sash
Red Tulip Sticker
Charcoal Floral Sash
Black Tulip
Cornflower Floral Sash