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TRIGUN high stakes, high reward! She is the most notorious bounty hunter on the planet, and Vash the Stampede is her golden prize. A gambler doesn't go home empty handed.

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The Elusive Mayfly

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long ass chapter ahead. sorry! also editing to cut out redundancy throughout the part 1 of this book!
i do like imagining the plants in a way like flowery eldritch horrors.

                                

                                     sorry! also editing to cut out redundancy throughout the part 1 of this book!i do like imagining the plants in a way like flowery eldritch horrors
                                
                                  
                                  
                                    
                                      
                                      
                                    
                                  
                                 
                                

                                

                                  
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"Rebecca"
love's a demon, hanging from the tallest tree



"I'm sick, you know that? I'm so sick they didn't even think I could leave earth,"


























I confess to a plant. I don't have any strength left in me to try and help her. I am horrified by her slow passing. I wish I could save her, that I could have saved everyone. 



























Just like that girl, Tesla, experienced unfathomable horrors. Her children too. Now this plant before me. Can I blame them for hating us? I can't blame any of them for hating humans. If they hate me, then I deserve it.




















Shining like a rare pearl inside the mouth of a clam, she is so much more captivating than me. Her tendrils and wings are like petals, botanical. They ruffle like bells.
She is beautiful

























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They come for the plant. They shoot my parents in the back of the head as they plead, they accidentally smash the glass containing the plant and shot me through the side, kicking my wheel chair over. The flower and dirt spill to the ground. 
"No, she'll die outside..." I plead, with no strength to stand, only reaching out to her flora-esque body. 
Her hands reach mine.




















Spindly, long, gripping far past my wrist, and they grab tightly, violently. Roots begin to converge on me, to my terror, and her body begins to shrivel and wound into mine. I scream, but the roots cover me completely.



























I've been given a second chance. 
Those roots converge over half the town, crumbling it away. Like a parasite eating of nutrients, spreading. I have to run before I'm even able to mourn my life, or mourn this plant. I run. I am able to run, my legs have the strength to stand and bolt, and rip out the needles, and live without pain from the gunshot. I can move like I've never been able to move before.
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