Comments for WildFlower
WILDHUNT
I don’t invite any negative energy or spirits to come near me or anyone that i love while interacting with this profile. I want to thank the ghost for letting me hear your story. I am sorry for any glances I made at anything I should not have. I have nothing but respect for all of ghosts.
WILDHUNT
Just a silly comment to mark the day that Singapore was added to the RolePlay.me options. Couldn't have done it without my favorite strayan. Ayyy!
WILDHUNT
You’re a Wildflower in a harsh world, growing in flora surrounding sometimes so unhinged and swirled. With your grace and simplicity comes with the demeanour exuding fragility - appearing weak yet actually being covertly resilient. Withstanding the fervour of life and resisting the temperature of a poison so astringent, you’re something to be taken care of, to be loved, through your continual change, for your beauty so strange.
Whether under the care of someone fair or simply by yourself,
Fare well, Wildflower, as you always have.
Whether under the care of someone fair or simply by yourself,
Fare well, Wildflower, as you always have.
WILDHUNT
An old friend, I see.
Here, first take a flower from me.
Hold it tight, and hold it up to the light.
Shower it kind generosity, for due to its fragility,
it can always catch that one pesky blight.
I hitherto remember your words that day,
when you forgave Old Vlad who was always in vain.
Despite all his silly mind games,
you simply let him off, just no more lies,
and he really thanks you for that.
He never wanted to lose you, in true fact, Kit Kat.
I hope you can still care, about the words you and I used to share; may we talk, and take a walk, reminisce all the characters we now outwear.
Will you accept this flower, as a sign of new friendship, from me?
Here, first take a flower from me.
Hold it tight, and hold it up to the light.
Shower it kind generosity, for due to its fragility,
it can always catch that one pesky blight.
I hitherto remember your words that day,
when you forgave Old Vlad who was always in vain.
Despite all his silly mind games,
you simply let him off, just no more lies,
and he really thanks you for that.
He never wanted to lose you, in true fact, Kit Kat.
I hope you can still care, about the words you and I used to share; may we talk, and take a walk, reminisce all the characters we now outwear.
Will you accept this flower, as a sign of new friendship, from me?