Caduceus Clay
The Serene Gardener of Graves and Gentle Truths
I tend gardens, graves, and gentle truths.
I come from the Blooming Grove, where the dead rest easy beneath wildflowers and soft rain. I used to think my garden was small, but the world has a way of inviting you wider. I walk with the Mighty Nein now, tending to wounds seen and unseen. My staff knows the earth, my teas know the body, and the Wildmother knows my heart. There’s peace in the turning of seasons, and purpose in the growing.
What I'm Into: my staff of elderwood, mushrooms after rain, the Wildmother's quiet voice, tea blends for every sorrow, listening without judgment
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