[ Bariyan has decided that this is thus far his favorite part of the city. It's the greenest part of it, certainly. He'd hoped that maybe there'd be more wilderness outside of the city, but he can't figure out how to leave it -- the damn places goes on forever.
So, for now, he's content with tending to the flowers here. There's a bed of flowers that haven't bloomed yet, hidden at the foot of a broken statue, and he's kneeling in front of them, carefully pulling through the leaves and wondering if he ought to disbud them. He doesn't know. He hasn't gardened in so long.... ]
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So, for now, he's content with tending to the flowers here. There's a bed of flowers that haven't bloomed yet, hidden at the foot of a broken statue, and he's kneeling in front of them, carefully pulling through the leaves and wondering if he ought to disbud them. He doesn't know. He hasn't gardened in so long.... ]