#sunseveriae

Keeper: 1035

Date: Nebulaever 27, year 9401

Temperature: 4℃

Weather: yet another astral storm

Such frightening weather, today.

A sudden crack of thunder startled me earlier, while I was attempting to light the lamp; I had to wait for my heart to stop racing, before trying again.

The day seemed perfect for indoor chores, but as the storm intensified, an unfamiliar noise emerged: a whimpering sound accompanied by a rustling of leaves.

Reluctantly, amidst the storm, I opened the door. The source of the commotion was immediately clear: several small potted plants with blue-green feathery leaves were resting on the Lighthouse's front steps, trembling.

A card was hidden in the soil; it read "Thank you for fixing our ship! We hope you'll enjoy the company of these Sunseveriae as a small token of gratitude. Feel free to give them names - they don't have any yet."

I remembered helping a group Novanians a few years ago - they must be finally back on their planet after exploring their galaxy. Exciting!

I looked at the Sunseveriae; as an amateur botanist, I had heard of their exceptional expressiveness. Apparently, on Nova Star vegetation undergoes peculiar evolution to benefit from the native people's care. It proved advantageous for Novanians as well, but that is a story for another time.

Unfortunately, they seemed unaccustomed to such intense storms; after all, it almost never rains on Nova Star. So I brought the shaking and frightened plants inside, dried their pot with a towel, and wrapped each one in a warm blanket.

Fortunately, I kept some UV lamps on hand. Between the blankets and the light, they soon appeared comfortable and at ease, forgetting all about the storm.

I plan to join them shortly, with my own blanket. Perhaps we can cuddle up and watch a movie together.

I wonder what I should name them...

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This is a playthrough of a solo TTRPG called The Lighthouse at the Edge of the Universe, by lostwaysclub.