Dossier Nineteen

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Henrietta is cradling a small potted plant protectively against her chest, looking back and forth as though someone might appear to take it from her. Quietly, she tells it,]

I'll take you back later, after I talk to him, okay? I know there's no sun, but we'll find someplace nice. I promise.

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[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Well, on the farm I've got a few spider plants on the porch and some flowers in a windowbox, but in Oz I've got a whole garden to myself. Trees and flowers and all kinds of plants they've never even heard of on Earth! And then there's the Poppyfield, but that's another story.

Oh! And make sure you talk to it! Plants like it when you talk to them. I don't think it matters what you say, just as long as you're giving it attention.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

The talking really does help? [Then, timidly] Do you think... Do you think, if I find out how it works, that I could go see it some time? Your garden?

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[Oh, she smiiiiiles.] Don't see why not! 'Course, they'll let us into the Emerald City just 'cause I'm there, but we'll have to tell everybody you're from Gillikin Country or something, or else they'll make a big deal about you and we'll have to go see Ozma, and that'll just take forever.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[....excuse her while she's speechless with delight]