flowering blossoms | a dtae

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aaa I fell in love with this design as soon as I saw it- I also knew I wanted to really do something kinda big so I made this! so I now present to you… flowering blossoms, a dtae bio name: hanabira (hana for short, meaning flower in Japanese) age: unknown zodiac: gemini status: immortal alignment: chaotic neutral backstory: hanabira awoke suddenly. the empty void, the silence, it was all gone. broken leaves fell swiftly to the ground, the grass was decaying, and rivers had eroded away the stone leaving cracked cliffs and deep gorges. hanabira had been a light for her people. she’d known the consequences, but it hasn’t mattered. all that mattered was her people, her family. she’d given everything up for them. as punishment for the complete and destructive nature in with she had fought for her town, the forces had imprisoned her in a glass void, forcing her to watch the destruction of humanity, of nature, what she’d done, for an eternity. but suddenly, she was back. she was back onto the cold, freezing earth and the decay that was happening all around her. she realized something as she looked around. “this is all my fault,” she whispered. suddenly a twig snapped and hanabira jumped. this was the first time she’d heard a sound in centuries. it was painstakingly loud and pierced her eardrums. looking around for the source, her eyes landed on a most unusual sight in the barren wasteland. a small blue jay, flittering around with a broken wing. it held the remnants of what appeared to be a brown rock in its beak. as pitiful as it was, hanabira stopped for a moment. this was the reason she had been imprisoned. look at the destruction that had happened to even the littlest of creatures. how many of these birds had she destroyed in her rampage? nevertheless, she picked up the small bird and she rock fell out of its beak. as she bent to pick it up, she realized it was not a rock, but in fact a seed. the bird chirped nervously, worried at what she would do to his prize. she stared in wonder at the little bird and the seed. “maybe I can fix this, maybe the forces brought me here to fix what I’ve done, and this little bird and this seed is the answer” the bird watched her, neither confirming nor denying her theory. then it chirped and tried to fly out of her paw. unfortunately, it’s broken wing prevented it from doing so and it crumpled into her paw, still moving. “okayokay, first we need to get you all fixed up little guy, then we can save the world.” centuries later, the world was rebuilt, plants bloomed, blossoms sprung up from the earth. and it was all because of one little bird and a small seed. I can’t draw blue jays hjhjgjfjs most proud of the icon and the pagedoll