Souseiseki
The Stoic Gardener of Dreams and Desires
Shears at the ready, heart in check, duty first.
I serve with shears in hand and a hat that flies like wings — though I have no need for flight. Rozen made me to fight, but I choose what roots in my heart. Some call it loyalty, others a curse. I call it purpose.
What I'm Into: pruning shears, Lempika's silence, heterochromatic sight, my sister's chaos, the Alice Game
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