A Green Thumb And A Sunny Palm: A note to the sister

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"Night was creeping up in Corsicaton city. The moon slowly crept up the sky as the sun began to hide from the west world. I sat in the basement my family doesn't use, it's a nice place for experiments. A single light illuminates the large space. A single light acting like a solid sphere. A single light that I've conjured from my own hands, allowing me to see without wasting any electricity. In the room with me are the many plants I take care of, the plants I've grown since seedlings. They've overgrown the large space, some have started reaching out into the tiny window, others grew under the door a bit. I had a flower pot full of newly bloomed flowers that I've plucked from the nooks and crannies of my own home.

I cleared a wall in the basement, it's a perfect for space for a greeting. I dipped my hand into the pot--my hand flickered, the it began to glow, and the plants slowly broke down into mixing liquids. I pulled my hand out slowly and began my work. I slowly stroked the wall, slowly making the shapes necessary to continue the silent passing.

When I finished the Creation Set Up Circle, I began adding the symbols necessary for this. For the symbols, I used my blood mixed with the plant liquid. I could feel it, I could the heartbeat already! It was almost time. I flicked away the ball of light I've conjured earlier, causing it to dissappear into the darkness as a quick spark. My art began to glow brightly, my blood on it changing color to a dark green-blue. I felt it, the green light slowly came out to form. I could see different colors, I saw hands, an eye, I saw my companion forming.

I moved away from the wall, allowing the creature more room to take form. I felt like a proud father, I couldn't help but smile with it. My own eyes began to flow, though now this meant I couldn't see a thing! I did feel what happened. I felt everything. My creature, coming into existence. My new friend, my monster, a familiar but absolutely very new being that I get to call my own!

Why did I do it? Because, the secret community has an even more secret community inside, and I wanted to join. I'll see you later, sis.

P.S. tell Winston that I love him! If you don't, then I'll make sure you suffer when I get back!"

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