(Rose)
B - Your eyes are getting better.
R - They are. It’s been a little complicated walking blind.
B - Was it worth it to you, all these efforts to see so little of the city?
R - Oh yes, it was worth it. Definitely...
We’re leaving the yellowish area of what was previously the capital of a great country. Nowadays they are only the ho of a new flora.
No, I definitely do not regret making that journey, even though I was saddened at first seeing what a majestic had beco.
R - Life goes on. Lives like you... I would have been happier to see more of the city I once visited, but what I had was already good.
B - The others may not hold the sa mories, but the land is still glittering with other cities lying abandoned. There are still an infinite number of things left to uncover.
R - You’re quite right. Let us see what the next place will hold and offer.
The new world is ours to discover. Mostly similar to the previous one I’ve known for a while, though now deserted and tinted with a hint of madness here and there; curiosities and new species running wild. The main difference is that humans left this world for the next, almost entirely.
We’re leaving our cities to beco new wilderness. And over the years, our ruins will surely erode and vanish under very common nature. Except for a few ones that host new forms of life like London from now on.
R - I rember the forest you were at first, in that red basin. You said it was a large body because it was difficult to create an efficient one. But what about the toxic gas?
B - I thought I told you before? It was a defence chanism against the monsters. It eased their decay and dissolution.
R - I see.
B - It was more alcohol of energy I kept lying around more than a cloud of spores like the mushrooms did there.
R - Alcohol... I’ve never been fond of liquors. I wonder what it would do to nowadays?
B - Probably the sa effects as usual. Since my brain isn’t fully bound to your biology, you can get as drunk as you want, I won’t, and will keep you safe.
R - Are you trying to get to drink?
B - Oh no, heavens no. Though I admit, I am a tidy tad curious about how you’d behave when drinking a little.
R- Why is that?
B - I’m curious to see your reactions in these different, and not too dangerous tabolic states. I would like to learn about you in different contexts, and alcohol drinking could be... An interesting one.
R - Don’t you an a funny one? Especially to you if you cannot suffer the sa effects.
B - Well, I wouldn’t deny that an opportunity to tease you afterward is an appealing thought.
R - You are evil... You only want to drink so you can make fun of afterward!
B - No, no. The curiosity is also true.
I’m pouting. Yeah, she can also make fun of while that happens, not only after.
R - I won’t make a fool of myself just to amuse you. It’s embarrassing and unfair to .
B - So you wouldn’t mind as much if it was fair and share with ?
R - Maybe. But you said alcohol wouldn’t affect you. I would be curious about how you’d behave too with one sip too many actually.
B - I wonder about that too... We can make a vow then if you agree. By the ti you find an alcohol good enough for you, I’ll spend the nights finding a way to share the sa effects as you would get.
R - So, you’d want us to drink together, just to have fun at seeing how we behave?
B - I would like that indeed.
I’m thinking about it. Drinking with soone you like is definitely rrier than alone. And if we can get drunk a few tis, we certainly won’t find anywhere a place to beco fully alcoholics anyway nowadays.
R - Well, if you share the drink with ... I could agree on trying to drink myself rry.
B - That way we’ll be able to laugh at the both of us.
R - It does sound more fair. And you did tickle my curiosity. Now I wonder what a drunken flower looks like.
B - I might sing again. Though not these German songs you hate of course.
R - Singing... I now many tales, but not many songs.
B - I enjoyed the tales you made out from the book you used to carry around.
This makes smile gently. In a way, that book was the cause of our eting. I don’t carry it anymore though.
R - Stories where you love were so much better than the various sides of tragedies it spoke about.
I stretch and sigh.
R - Plus, it was a testimony from another world entirely, a sad one we’ve stepped aside and afar...
B - Our story is ours to write as you once said.
R - Did I? Well, that is the good think I like about tales and creations. They evolve upon your wishes and imagination, whether you rember it or not. We make true what we want, what we like, what we hate, what we think or want others to think.
B - And you made what we enjoyed both, an introduction and understanding of my love for you.
R - And it made happy too...
I left the old book at my friends’ house, because I don’t need it anymore.
B - So tell , what would be the tale of you and , getting a little rry? Now that your ability to imagine grew a little, what would it look like?
R - Hm...
I do wonder... Say, what would I look like if I had a sip of wine? And rather than you since you’re gone, what would she look like?
I think about it for a while as I walk toward a city in the distance.
Sumr arrived and the weather is nice. So nice. I wonder about a al in a park where I could drink with my.... My friend? My lover would be a little too much, but friend isn’t enough to describe her. My... Flower, let’s say.
I try my best to imagine what could happen if such a thing were to happen.
R - I think I would laugh a lot, about everything and nothing... You, I can’t really picture it... Maybe you’d play more music? Oh no, I know...
B - What would I do?
R - You would act like an enamoured young maiden, overwheld with your love and how to express it. You would endlessly repeat that you love , and cuddle as you slowly enter a lull and then sleep.
B - But I don’t sleep.
R - In this tale you would. And you would have your sweetest dreams, being with now and forever...
B - I like this story.
I laugh a little.
R - You’re not picky when it revolves around your love for .
B - I do like it. What once was only a naless instinct, I chose to build it into that enchanting feeling and reason to .
R - How romantic can you be... I’m not even that charming, not that you would care anyway.
B - Indeed. No matter how gross, an spirited, rude and lacking in every kind of quality or charming aspect you are; it’s too late. I already love you! Nothing you are will change that.
R - Well, that was quite insulting for a word of love...
B - Oh but Rose, you do have lots of charming aspects I learn to love and enjoy.
I’m embarrassed sotis when I hear her say flatteries with the most sincere tone in her voice.
B - I like learning to love more about you.
R - Being where you are, one would presu you already know everything about .
B - Well, I know a lot about your body from the inside, but it’s not what you truly experience, and I want to share the sa existence as you. I’m enjoying learning about you on aspects and scales I cannot grasp on my own. Plus there is the culture to learn as you say. Culture is important to you and humans in general.
R - This makes wonder. Would you have loved similarly had I been an animal?
B - Well my first guess would be certainly. But the truth is I wonder. I enjoy intelligent talks with you. If you had been just a beast unable to acknowledge my existence, I would certainly have felt lonely...
I can feel her remaining loneliness and anxiety toward that feeling. It’s a feeling she fought mightily against, trying to reach for . I caress softly one of the roses on my arm.
R - You’re with ; And I’m glad that you’re mine...
B - Thank you.
I’m learning to love her. And I enjoy it too truly... One day we’ll celebrate our life together.
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