@orphanedwolfandfriends {The Collector } asked:
Observes her and her roses out of complete boredom...
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🌹🧿 The gardens were quieter, a chilled hollowness that she couldn't really get use to. That was due to most of the citizens not being present, most hiding or turned to toys. She'd hear their wooden bodies carelessly clatter once and a while but today, nothing.
Having returned to her greenhouse the ceiling broken and inviting in the colorful confectioned colors the small child called forth. Ninian wasn't really scared of the child, rather they both shared a sadness. Though she didn't think she was ever going to fill it for them being but one person. King did a good job playing games but natural curiosity could never be trumped indefinitely.
Picking up broken pieces of pottery the witch tried to spare what roses were left. She wasn't sure how many were left and checking the Glade always left her in tears now days. Everything was a mess.
"ow...." The pottery had cut through her finger , yet she did not drop the plant. How fitting that even when hurt Ninian wouldn't let go. Placing her finger in her mouth she finally felt it . Eyes.
"King? Collector?" Turning her head she was met with a cosmic silhouette peering down at her. If only she knew that what she 'seen' Collector like was what they were when sealed away.
"Has boredom overtaken you to the point of watching an old women tend to plants dear?" Ninian smiled up at the other. 🧿🌹