ii. Gardens.-Video

[pearling]

[Persephone is kneeling in front of a large pile of dirt, and there is a smear of it on her face. A handful of plants are growing in front of her, literally glowing and blooming as you watch. Persephone looks rather happy and contended.]

Who is in charge of the Gardens? Armand St. Just, I understand it is you. I am looking for pots.

I would also like to help with the seeding. I have a knack for it.

Comments

[championoftime]

It's always good to meet an individual with a penchant for creation, rather than destruction. An advocate of life, even if confined to the arms of death.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

You are very poetic and not mortal. What are you?

[championoftime]

A Time Lord, madame. In this incarnation, occasionally given to fits of sentimental melancholy and an appreciation for a good deed well rendered.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

Hmm. You are not from Earth.

This interests me. Tell me of your home, Lord of Time.

[championoftime]

Oooooh, the shining world of the Seven Systems. Two suns beaming bright faces onto her surface, making her dry. The leaves reflected much of their light, and the forests looked as if they were about to burst into flame. The skies bright orange, and on the cool side lush green forests.

Beautiful, and phenomenally boring.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

The skies were orange. You have strange gods, Time lord.

[There was a laugh at the boring mention.]

That does not surprise me.