For post #300, I thought I would share more writing from my world...
Miresa sighed as she stared out at the vast marketplace stretching out before her. The frail looking wood stalls that lined either side of the road sold a bewildering array of items, but only one of them held the item that Losi had asked her to get: flower seeds.
She sighed and started down the left side of the dusty road, paying no heed to the calls of the merchants around her, all of them hoping she would buy this suit, buy that mystic scroll, or many other items. But she did not have time for clothes, instruments, weapons, or even mystic scrolls--not this time. Diamoon and the Newspring Festival were approaching fast, and Losi needed to plant the many flowers that would be decorating the temple soon, and there would be no festival without flowers.
She finally spotted the garden stall sandwiched between a food stall and a jewelry stall and began studying the small buckets of seeds and flowerpots with already blooming plants inside--of all the flowers and herbs for sale, which ones would Losi like arranging most?
"You here for some flowers, miss?" The gentle voice of the garden merchant snapped her from her thoughts.
"Yes--but I can't decide which of these seeds to get." she stammered.
"Take your time, good lady, I have many fine plants to choose from." the merchant assured her before going to tend to another customer.
Miresa turned her attention back to the seed holders, each one marked with a picture of what plant the seed would eventually become--some small circular ones would become morning glories. Those wouldn't work, as they would be closed at the high points of the festival. Some tiny pointed seeds next to it would become marigolds, and some rounder seeds next to them would become zinnias. So many to choose from, and I can't just buy them all--couldn't Losi had been more specific about which ones she wanted? she grumbled.
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