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In the 1980s, the future was the dream. In 2026, the dream is the past. 📼✨
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In the 1980s, the future was the dream. In 2026, the dream is the past. 📼✨
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Nd When the autumn comes , Neva do v realise .. it was the past that made us change ... F_hD/ #THROWBACK #springToAutumn #pastToFuture #futureToPast #fromLifeToDeath #vGrow #outing #frnds #life #virtualreality #F_hD/ (at Dal Lake)
A man walks the streets of Piltover, looking far out of place in such plain clothes. Dark blue skinny jeans, white shirt and an open blazer, the cane he uses as purely fashion competes this. Arriving to the Explorer's door, he knocks, and he waits.
‘I haven’t had a visitor since Aralei’ is the only thought that crosses the explorer’s mind as he rises up from his desk chair simultaneously with the third knock placed against his door. Absentmindedly adjusting the green scarf placed loosely around his shoulders, the blonde Piltovian unlocks the door and pries it open, a harsh sigh splitting the softness of his lips as though annoyed.Whom he finds on his doorstep though, causes him to widen his eyes, and the oceanic hues shimmer in the winter-coated environment.“...hey.”The greeting is hoarse. And slightly confused. Well, more than slightly.
future-to-past
A rather massive man enters the shop. Despite a rather harsh seeming exterior, he exudes an aura of calm. Indeed, this aura appears to perk up all the flowers around him.
Plants that turn to follow the sun…follow him instead.
He walks to the man tending the plants.
"Ah, sir, might I inquire about assembling a bouquet? It is a very special one, you see."
The Prince heard him as he entered, pausing for a moment to take a glance over his shoulder, he recognized him slightly, but couldn't put a name to the face.
With a huff, he tended back to the plants.
At his question, he raised his head slightly, but didn't turn. "The counter." He answered simply, gesturing towards the end of the shop, where an employee was watching over. "You may leave your inquiries and orders with her, however there is a waiting period as we typically run in a first come, first serve fashion. Though with an additional payment we can bump you up the list and finish your arrangement within the hour. Excuse me," He says with a finality. Moving away, to tend to other plants.