002 [Daisies for Innocence]

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[Drusilla has returned to the Plane once more, and she still appears to be largely un-phased by any of the things she sees. Although she isn't accompanied by Miss Edith this time, she does have an basket filled with daisies.]

They never grow for me. Even when I ask them to.

[She sits down on the non-existent ground, her white dress pooling gracefully around her. Humming softly to herself, Drusilla begins to plait the daisies into chains.]

Comments

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Er. All of it, generally.

Have you tried keeping them planted and using a mister? You can get a good mister relatively cheap these days.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

I don't know what a mister is. I've tried to plant them, but they always die. Even when I ask them not to. They make beautiful necklaces.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

...right. [Somehow he's getting the idea that the way she talks to plants is not the way he talks to plants.]

Good luck with that, then.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Mmmmmmm, thank you.

You can have one, if you like. Daisies for cheer, irises for sorrow, lilies for truth.