
"You cannot grow here."
"Why ever not?"
"Haven't you heard? Evil is sterile. You, as a blossom, represent growth and therefore are a direct embodiment of evil's opposite."
"Well then. How do you explain my presence here?"
"How should I know? I'm just a guardian here. Neither evil, nor good. Why should I care?"
"How can you not care? You live here! This is your home. Doesn't it matter to you at all that you're surrounded every day by a gloomy, dusty darkness in which no life can be found?"
"Not at all. In fact, I was just fine until you came along."
"It is not my fault I flourished in ground foreign to all others."
"Yeah, well, could you kindly move somewhere else? You're attracting the sun here."
"I am? Oh, I see it! How delightful! Its light casts a gentle warmth on me. I can feel my colour returning."
"Oh, this is terrible!"
"Why are you so resistant to this welcome change?"
"It's because I'm used to the dark."
"Just because you were born in a bleak place, you'll accept staying in it forever?"
"What else can I do?"
"Water me. Help me grow. Once I do, I'll spread seeds in this land. You'll see; you can be initiator of it all."
"How can you be so sure?"
"Because I don't need a lot. A bit of sun, a bit of water, and I'll spread my colours to the world. A little love, that's all I need."
"I guess I can try..."
"That's all I ask."
I hope you're enjoying my new series of posts. AC has sent me a whole whack of pictures, and that means I won't be short on inspiration for quite awhile. Many thanks for watering me! ~