Happy Life
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The Priestess nods – in the context of the speaker, such symbolism makes perfect sense.
- Yes, they are indeed beautiful. But do you know that they are just as favored by water spirits? And for the same reasons. You will inevitably have an interspecies conflict of interest with them when you become a vampire, - she pauses for about ten seconds. - Let me add some variety for the readers, otherwise it will be boring. After all, criteria and favorite positions can be different, right? For example, a long time ago, I liked roses for their intricate structure, beautiful shades, and dualistic symbolism, but now, at the end of June 975, I can confidently say that I don't. Perhaps it's just saturation... Do you know what a "reimochka" is? I suppose not, since it doesn't grow here. It's a parasitic species of ivy that clings to the bark of trees and grows into it. It especially likes cherry trees. It's a very harmful weed that sucks all the sap out of the tree, so every self-respecting gardener eradicates it at the first sign. But in the wild, inhabited by barbarians, where the local population doesn't care about such things and knows neither civilization nor culture nor aesthetics, the "reimochka" blooms for three or four days a year - it doesn't have the energy for more - spreading large, sprawling petals. And thanks to this parasitic feature, it absorbs a certain part of the life force of the tree it has covered. Therefore, their flowers exist in a huge number of forms and colors, depending on the tree they have captured. It's a very nasty plant, but... the design of the invisible demiurge and the ghostly period of its prosperity, in the sense of blooming, cannot fail to make one appreciate it.
- Yes, they are indeed beautiful. But do you know that they are just as favored by water spirits? And for the same reasons. You will inevitably have an interspecies conflict of interest with them when you become a vampire, - she pauses for about ten seconds. - Let me add some variety for the readers, otherwise it will be boring. After all, criteria and favorite positions can be different, right? For example, a long time ago, I liked roses for their intricate structure, beautiful shades, and dualistic symbolism, but now, at the end of June 975, I can confidently say that I don't. Perhaps it's just saturation... Do you know what a "reimochka" is? I suppose not, since it doesn't grow here. It's a parasitic species of ivy that clings to the bark of trees and grows into it. It especially likes cherry trees. It's a very harmful weed that sucks all the sap out of the tree, so every self-respecting gardener eradicates it at the first sign. But in the wild, inhabited by barbarians, where the local population doesn't care about such things and knows neither civilization nor culture nor aesthetics, the "reimochka" blooms for three or four days a year - it doesn't have the energy for more - spreading large, sprawling petals. And thanks to this parasitic feature, it absorbs a certain part of the life force of the tree it has covered. Therefore, their flowers exist in a huge number of forms and colors, depending on the tree they have captured. It's a very nasty plant, but... the design of the invisible demiurge and the ghostly period of its prosperity, in the sense of blooming, cannot fail to make one appreciate it.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
