<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/f5/22/caf522daf320ae936586bf88184a1c55.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Kirana Putri Anggraini</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=315138.msg15273694#msg15273694)</span><br/><strong>Blessed By::</strong>Aphrodite<br/><strong>Location::</strong>Greenhouse<br/><strong>Company::</strong>Chocola (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c6/84/93/c68493f2de37183e778d18d0f1e2743e.jpg), Autumn<br/><strong>Date/Time::</strong>Friday, June 19; Morning<br/><strong>Mood::</strong>Serene<br/><strong>Wearing::</strong>This comfy, unintentionally sexy combo (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/fc/0c/cb/fc0ccb2d2e380c075abbcddfb32e37ae.jpg)<br/><strong>TRIGGER WARNINGS::</strong>None<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Kirana had never really been a morning person when she was younger. Granted, most teenagers and kids preferred to sleep in more than anything, so, maybe she was just getting old. She chuckled softly at the thought. Look at her, 22 and ready for retirement. Ahh, that sounded pretty good. Not having to do anything, just being able to sit on a porch of a cozy little house all day in a rocking chair, knitting clothes and scarves for the little grandkids that will be coming for the holidays, getting up and taking a stroll through the garden and tend to some plants whenever she felt like it. Ah, that was the life. Well, not like she wasn’t already living that way. Yes, she supposed she didn’t really have much to complain about, if at all. After going through everything she had in her life, she was just glad to be alive, to have a roof over her head, a nice bed to sleep in and a meal every single day. She counted herself one of the lucky ones. Still, complaining was a hobby she had never really been able to shake, even if she never really meant it. It was just a bit of good jest, she supposed.<br/><br/>But in all seriousness, yes she was very happy with where her life was at now, with Chocola – who was undoubtedly very excitedly exploring the little passages and tunnels around the greenhouse somewhere – and her best friend Elias. Even if it wasn’t necessarily true, she felt as if she had everything.<br/><br/>Breathing in that soothing smell of damp earth and morning dew, Kirana set back on her folded legs, taking in the sight of the plants around her. The large, fruiting crops, the colorful, fragrant flowers, all healthy and thriving. It made her heart warm, knowing that<em>she</em>had a hand in that. That it had been at least in part<em>her</em>doing. Like a mother thinking back on her children’s younger days, she liked to reminisce to when those large, healthy crops were but tiny sprouts, still small and fragile, and looking at how far they’d grown now. It was the motherly instinct in her she knew. She had always wanted to have a family of her own, and… until now, that had never really seemed possible. Having a safe, secure, stable life hadn’t been possible. But for some reason, she had been given a second chance, and she was not about to let it go to waste.<br/><br/>Wiping the sweat off her brow, Kirana let out a happy sigh, gathering the disarrayed gardening tools around her into a small wicker basket. She rose to her feet, her green, satin skirt falling over her legs in an elegant and tasteful way, yet as her blessing would have it, also fit around her bum and waist in a seductive manner. The white off-shoulder top she wore clung desperately to her ample breasts, expanded so much that what was supposed to be a normal-length top was now practically a crop top. Now, had she been back home, in the mindset she once had before, she was certain she would have been burned at the stake for daring to set foot outside the house dressed that way, and she would not have been comfortable enough in the slightest to look that way, or receive the attention that she undoubtedly would have. But things were different here. Here, everyone looked like that, dressed like that, therefore, no one really cared, or if they did, they never made it her business or her fault. And that experience… It was one she never thought would be possible either.<br/><br/>There… She felt<em>normal</em>. And normalcy was what she had always wanted.<br/><br/>And so, the wicker basket in hand, she began walking towards the greenhouse shed. She had just weeded the crops and the flowerbeds, and now, surely everyone needed a drink! The plan was to get a watering can and water everything by hand, since tomorrow was the day of the Summer Solstice Festival, she needed to make sure all the plants had enough water just in case the sprinklers didn’t quite cut it. But as she walked, a familiar head of pink hair came through the door, and a smile immediately pulled across her lips,<strong>”Hallo, Autumn!”</strong>Autumn was one of the first people she spoke to at the Falls. After all, the first place she wanted to visit was the greenhouse, so who else would she meet but the Blessed of Demeter there? Autumn was kind and beautiful, and Kirana had always admired her. She liked to think they'd grown closer over the years, and that hopefully, Autumn felt the same way too.<strong>”You look nice today! But that’s nothing new.”</strong>She giggled sweetly.<strong>”I’ve taken care of all the weeds – how do they sprout so quickly? – so we can start watering together!”</strong><br/>