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Tiberii · 3/28/2025, 2:41 AM

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Tiberii would tower, her large stature casting a long silhouette as the morning sun lifted from behind a tired horizon. The task felt somehow far more daunting than many others, and perhaps it was because there were not many tasks Tiberii chose to partake in that required ... delicacy.

Euphemia would offer a joke, and Tiberii would puff out a soft tut of laughter. Never tried sparrin' with a plant, she'd reply in jest, perhaps in a way to hide something deeper. Tiberii would flick her tail behind her as she returned her attentions to Euphemia. The small nymph would begin to explain the task, describing the flower that sprouted nearby. Tiny stems. Yellow flowers. It swayed gently in the morning breeze, flickering around as if it had some sort of sentience.

And maybe it did.

Tiberii would peel her gaze from her sister, lowering her head toward the delicate little plant. Nostrils would flare, the sheer inhale of her breathe causing the petals to quake. There was a strange smell to it. Sweet, but spicy. The titan would crinkle her nose a bit, but she did not move away, growing perhaps a bit more curious. What do ya use it for?

She was not bored, no, just ... uneducated.

There were certain lessons she regretted not learning from her mother. And now, in this moment, Euphemia provided a delicate outlet to a piece of Tiberii's past that had more recently been lost. A piece of herself she'd lost, a piece she'd thought had died with her mother.

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