(Rose)
It suddenly beca much warr. Sumrs heat makes sweat a lot. The everlasting flowers on don’t mind the heat. Lucky them.
B - The stems are getting stronger. You’re slowly building muscle and nerves within.
R - Do I?
B - You do. In maybe a year, this plant like appearance growing out of your body will probably be gone, and replaced by fleshy tentacles of so sort.
R - That doesn’t sound pretty at all.
B - But your body is absorbing the one I called mine. It was the transplant of plant like foreign body, which your body absorbs and makes its own flesh over ti.
R - I see... But I don’t need tentacles here and there anyway. And what will you beco when the flowers are gone?
B - I’ll snuggle elsewhere within you as long as you want, no matter what your body becos. At first my being was focused in the main flowers to allow you... To dispose of . But since you share my love and keep dear, you could say that my being has spread within your body. I’m not endangered by the fall of the flowers anymore.
R - Rather than tentacles growing out of my chest and elbow, can you help regrow my missing fingers? This would be better... As for the flowers, I like the roses you know.
B - Would you like to keep them?
R - Why not? Also it’s that part of you that allows us to survive from things I would never have called food before.
B - Well... I can help with that I think. I’ll need so ti but I’ll manage.
R - Thank you... And what about you? What would you like to beco?
B - I’m fine with where I am.
R - You’re cosy where you are so?
B - Precisely. Being with you is enough for currently.
R - As you think about creating a way to regenerate my body if I were to die by accident, you could create an empty copy for you to inhabit. Creating your own human body. Or you still don’t desire such a thing?
B - Not really yet no. My goal wasn’t to beco one of you.
R - And what of today? You’re not the sa as you were when you realised what you wanted. It would surely feel better for you than playing puppets with my body, to be able to move yourself.
B - No... I don’t really want to leave your body truly. I feel safe here, and most of all, I’m happy.
R - I see...
I’m getting drenched in sweat under the sun. I sit under the largest tree I find to rest a little.
R - But one day, maybe it’ll be better for you if you fly off the next I’ve beco for you physically. It doesn’t an I wouldn’t want you anymore by my side.
B - Are you lonely?
The question took a little by surprise. I look silently around. Why would I lie to her?
R - I guess I am a little... I know you are here with , but not seeing ever the face of you, it does keep sothing lonely in . That, and the rest that remains...
B - I understand. You have your limits as a human. And that’s one thing I enjoy. They define your context, they draw a picture of you, as you are, the limits of what your emotions can translate and how they do.
She marks a pause in her diatribe.
B - We... Beings like , born with only energy and without the boundaries of a body and its chemistry... We grow without limits as far as we can see... That’s why we easily turn obsessive, our psychology hits no barrier as it evolves, because no body supports it. We are free to run wild in any find of thought we want, until we’re no more... It’s as if we tended to use only one hormone in our body. We can beco amazing things in the only aspect we focus ourselves on, and soon after, we’re gone too far...
R - Hearing you... I can’t help but feel that you were scared of your power.
B - As I learned, I grew scared yes. I feared what I could beco. Hopefully my wish was reasonable enough.
R - And what would you like to beco after that?
B - For now... I just want to stay a part of you sincerely... Even if soday as you said I would be better leaving you, or finding myself my own body to inhabit.
R - Well, you can take your ti to think about your desires and options. For now, you’re welco to stay with . I like having you here close to .
A flower at the end of a stem cos brushing my cheek softly. She then emits so of those tallic sounds aning that she’s smiling.
B - I love you.
R - I love you too my flower.
I don’t want tentacles that would be mine, but I like having flowers on that are hers, and herself.
I’m thinking about my own options too for the future. And I think the most interesting ones are with her still bound to . So I sigh and smile.
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