On The Land of Knowledge and Conflict[ENG]

Language Of Flowers

Sumeru Rose.

They say, Sumeru Roses represent passion. Enthusiasm. Joy. Celebration and friendship. Also, that giving someone two Sumeru Rose, it means, they reject the other's love, but wishes to keep thier friendship.

Altho, in Tighnari's oppinion, whoever had given it the name, was wrong. Since, it is not actualy a rose. He also has knowladge about it's other, more mystical name: Leyline Loadstar. Which suggest that, the flower itself is connected to this mycelium of memories, that streches throu the whole land of Teyvat. And since Leylines are channeling the memories of the past within thier roots, you have no doubt in that, this beautiful, purple, star shaped flower has a great deal of memories within. All the past sadness, and regret. The sorrow of death and joy of birth. Kings and queens, Gods and Godesses, thier glamorous rise and tragic fall from grace. Oh, if those flowers could talk. They'll tell many sorrowful tales. 

Yes, Sumeru is a breathtaking nation. The rainforest full of green wonder. The desert full of million grains of sand, that creates a wide-stretched blanket for it's thausands of years old history. 

King Deshret's mighty reign.

The beautiful Ethernal Oasis, where the Godess of Flowers sleeps her ethernal, peaceful slumber.

The gentle, blissful grace, the Dendro Archon showed towards the people of the scorching desert.

The land of Sumeru was always devided into two. Altho, in the days of the three God-Kings, legends say, it was fairly different. That there was more coheison between the people of the Dendro Archon, and the Scarlet King. Tho nowadays, nobody can say it for granted, since memories bound to get glamourised by the blissful fog of nostalgia. One thing's for sure, these days, the pople of the two rulers are pulling apart, and rarely get along at all.

If you're the child of the desert and hapend to come to Sumeru City, you will stand out like Sand Eel in the middle of the city's roads. The same goes the other way around.

And it is really hard to get people's trust, when you stand out. Even if you fit into your envirment, it's still a struggle to find your place. Let alone, if you're an... ,,outcast". In that case, you have to work twise as hard, and still have to rely on the pleople's good heart, to even have a chance to fit in.

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It's another scorching hot day in Sumeru. The cityzens doesn't enjoy it very much either, as parent are stuck in traffic, honking and cursing all the way to work, or children struggle to run to school, before the bell rings. It's almost as hot as in the desert, only difference is the humid air. And that's it. Anyone who's able to, stays in the cold shadows of buildings, or trees, not to get instant sunburn, or get sick from the intense heat. On a few streets, firefighters patrolling and sprinkling some wather onto the streets, to battle the heatwave. Tho it's little to no use, since it practicaly evaporates in secounds as it touches the burning hot roads.