Rose petal lips shaped like hearts with ladybugs on her face. She grows wild and free not in a vase. Trying to find a safe place to unleash her flower. A place away from humans who will pick and strip her of her power. A race so poisoned and sour. Though she could be bitter her bitterness heals but her sweet scent is the balance the everyone feels.
Mushroom hearing so he's listening to the directions of the wind to know where to plant his seed. He's trying to stay close but no love is shown from humans because they consider him a weed. They will pick him and strip him of his purpose. He's a strong herb though and his roots will stay grounded to the earth. He will watch his seed sprout into its birth and nurture its worth.
For the rest of lifes journey, they resonated to the same blossoming flower.. both protecting and providing 馃尯.. "Garden Love" 馃尶馃尡馃挌馃崈 another universe of life!
