originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
*The flower launches me towards you as it burys itself into the soil to avoid the shrapnel*
English
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*Teleports into sky, and throws match into bag of plants before dropping it*
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*The burning plants fall down in front of me* *I scoop up the charred remains of life's work silently* *I quietly walk back into the garden*
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*laughs*