Let us be grateful to people who make us happy;
they are the charming gardeners
who make our souls blossom.
--Marcel Proust
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The ever-shifting change of shop owners made their marks in the downtown markets. A few buildings always seemed abandoned.
One such building standing tall and proud despite its boarded windows used to be a tea shoppe of some sort. The white paint was in need of repair, the windows were boarded. But something new had been lovingly hand-painted along its east wall--a wall bereft of windows or decoration. A giant blank canvass of a wall was no longer blank.
Sprawling from the very ground where wisps of weeds and dirt, inching with bare, decorative curling limbs to nearly the very edger of the eaves grew a tree. In spite of it being such a well-thought of work of art, a passer-by could not help but feel their eyes itch a little. Perhaps because it seemed as if something vital was missing--that the tree needed to be more complete some how. Perhaps that urge would make someone stop and spy to the right of the tree's trunk, attached to the wall, a very large, see-through box stuffed absolutely full of autumn shaded leaves. Red, orange, yellow, brown and every shade of the season in between. Beside the box was a much smaller one filled with pens attached to the leaf-box with a string.
A simple note on the box read: What are you grateful for this year, RhyDin? Who would you thank? Take a leaf and help the Grateful Tree grow.
OOC
((Hello! This is a wide-open thread where anyone may reply. If your character would like to interract in anyway with the Grateful Tree (save destroying it) please do! If you do wish to write something in reply, a leaf shaped icon will be handed out in thanks for their stories. ))
they are the charming gardeners
who make our souls blossom.
--Marcel Proust
http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/elf_fu/GRealms/swirlytree_zpsfa432b68.jpg
The ever-shifting change of shop owners made their marks in the downtown markets. A few buildings always seemed abandoned.
One such building standing tall and proud despite its boarded windows used to be a tea shoppe of some sort. The white paint was in need of repair, the windows were boarded. But something new had been lovingly hand-painted along its east wall--a wall bereft of windows or decoration. A giant blank canvass of a wall was no longer blank.
Sprawling from the very ground where wisps of weeds and dirt, inching with bare, decorative curling limbs to nearly the very edger of the eaves grew a tree. In spite of it being such a well-thought of work of art, a passer-by could not help but feel their eyes itch a little. Perhaps because it seemed as if something vital was missing--that the tree needed to be more complete some how. Perhaps that urge would make someone stop and spy to the right of the tree's trunk, attached to the wall, a very large, see-through box stuffed absolutely full of autumn shaded leaves. Red, orange, yellow, brown and every shade of the season in between. Beside the box was a much smaller one filled with pens attached to the leaf-box with a string.
A simple note on the box read: What are you grateful for this year, RhyDin? Who would you thank? Take a leaf and help the Grateful Tree grow.
OOC
((Hello! This is a wide-open thread where anyone may reply. If your character would like to interract in anyway with the Grateful Tree (save destroying it) please do! If you do wish to write something in reply, a leaf shaped icon will be handed out in thanks for their stories. ))