Rosemary pulled the flowery chain from her hair, with it snagging on each wave all the way, and let out a sigh that put even the blowing winds to shame. The gala was fun, likely the most fun she'd had in her life, but the social aspect could be quite draining.
She'd go back. Of course she would, what else was there to do, other than possibly die of boredom?
The witch paused at the sight of flickering above her chest.
A dark cupcake sat atop it, a single orange birthday candle managing to stay lit in the breeze.
Her brow furrowed, and she sat down on her knees to examine it. At first, it'd simply looked like a black cupcake, but at closer inspection, she realize it was a dark chocolate one, orange sugar-crystal sprinkles dotting it like the embers that could be seen throughout the realm.
Rose glanced around. Had someone been here? Did they know about her birthday? And why would they care enough to make her something? She hadn't even told anyone. Being honest, she'd lost track of the days herself. The only marking she knew for certain date-wise was the beginning of the gala, September 1st. Had she really been spaced out and riding out the shared joys with the fellow party-goers for 12 days already?
She smiled, picking up the little cupcake and sitting in her hammock, turning it over in her hand.
It had to have been the Entity. Why in goddess' name it would give her a gift, albeit something so small, was simply unknown to her. She didn't get along with her Entity. She stood up to it when it decided to show it's skeletal or bug-like face, and it gave her nightmares that left her so terrified she wouldn't be able to sleep for days.
A peace offering, maybe? Likely not. The Entity never made peace with anyone.
She laid down, the grass-woven hammock suddenly seeming more comfortable than it ever had. She was much too tired to change out of her party dress, or wipe the makeup off her face. She'd just have to put it all back on later. She did, however, unstrap the golden shoes and set them on her chest where the cupcake had been.
The little candle had gone out when she picked up the cupcake, and she took it out, setting that aside on her chest as well. She examined the little treat once more, cautiously, before taking a bite.
Dark chocolate hadn't always been her favorite, but it's not like she hated it. Besides, beggars can't be choosers in the realm. It didn't taste EXACTLY like she would expect a cupcake too. Chocolate, yes, and perhaps some sort of cream filling that tasted like chocolate as well, but it all had a dark, smoky sort of aftertaste that simply remembered her of the campfires once more, along with an earthy undertone. It wasn't horrible. Not the best thing in the world, but an Entity-made cupcake was better than no cake at all.
She finished it, dropping the black and shiny wrapper in the cardboard box she'd designated for trash, and continued staring up at the cloudy sky.
She laughed. Maybe she'd get drunk as shit tonight in celebration. She hardly ever drank, but what other occasion to get blasted other than your birthday?
Rose flung her arms out, letting them hang from the sides of the hammock, fingertips just barely brushing the grass and dirt.
Yeah, that'd be a spectacle. For now, she just wanted some sleep.
As she closed her eyes, she smiled, as she swore the wind carried her name.
" Happy birthday, Rosemary. "
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