shouxue my beloved

[egodist]

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[ravenry]

That does seem to be a common theme between all of them. I will not press for anything you don't care to share.

[ even if he's straightforward? but you are banning me from seeking spoilers, so she casts her gaze back to the lycoris flowers. ]

Are spider lilies symbolic in your country?

[egodist]

... there is a legend, that sounds a little more familiar to our curse.

[normally scien thinks it's stupid! but. he frowns and finds himself unable to look away]

Do you care to hear it?

[ravenry]

If you are willing to tell it, I would like to listen to it.

[ legends and stories are always an interesting way to learn. ]

[egodist]

Supposedly, over a hundred years ago, Death visited an individual in the country. He told that individual that he would be later proposing to his bride, and he would do so with all the spider lilies that could grow upon the island. Thus, the individual and the generations of their family were tasked with cultivating the lycoris noirges that surround the perimeter of Arpéchéle.

They did so despite the fact that the flowers bring death upon any who trample them, or pick them, or otherwise disturb them. In our country, they grow pitch black...

[and scien is thoughtful as he looks upon the bright red patch, something wistful and thoughtful in his gaze]

... without question, they bring disaster.

And yet they grow.

[ravenry]

Black is suiting for a flower with such a story. It's as if it speaks of death's perseverance.

[ she knows death comes differently on his island, with how the relivers are, but that's the meaning she gets from hearing this story. ]

Do most in your country believe in this legend?

[ she knows scien enough to assume he doesn't. ]

[egodist]

[she'd be right... sort of. he tilts his head.]

There are different iterations of it passed down... but there is one family that believes it, and while I don't think it happened exactly as they say...

I do believe that there is merit in the story's existence.

[ravenry]

Stories are born for something even if they morph to suit other people's needs as time passes. There is reason, even if not all points of it are true.