[_silentsiren_]

A young woman carefully tread through the store of her flower
shop, observing each and every plant that she cared for. They
were all as lovely as she was. Alice believed that beauty was
a currency and she had plenty to spare. Her eyes drifted up
from their task, a small smile on her face as she realized you
were watching.
xxxx"Welcome to Mum's Garden!" She bowed deeply to you. Her
eyes glimmered with something, call it interest. She returned
to her plants and smiled even more, brushing her fingers over
the petals of the plant. "There must be something I can help
you find, what are you looking for today?" She asked, looking
to you. You were about to open your mouth to speak before
she raised a hand and silenced you. "An anniversary." She
looked down at the plants in front of her once again, Sighing
contently. "Leave it to me." She looked at all the plants, her
hands carefully moving to pluck some daisies, carefully
gathering them in her left hand while the right worked silently,
collecting all types of flowers.
xxxx"Daises, for innocence and purity. Amaryllis for worth beyond
beauty. White Lilac for humility and finally a white Carnation
for pure love." She looked to you, a magnificent bouquet in her
hands. Her hands words quickly to tie them together around the
stems to hold them together.

xxxxShe carefully handed over the bouquet a slight smile on her face
as she did so. It was a beautiful thing to see two people in love.
As they left her eyes lowered and she finally closed the shop for
the night. She returned to the back room, a second home, she
got down on her knees and began to weep.

xxxxShe was uncertain if she would ever see her love again. Did love
exist for someone like her? She leaned her head back and wailed yet
again, tears streaming down her face. Her heart ached with
every fiber of it's being, trying to rip itself from her chest. She
was envious of the love they showed in their eyes when ordering
the flowers. As if love had no price; love had no end. Her heart
ached and screamed otherwise, knowing she was left behind.

xxxxShe looked to the picture frame that sat on her desk, instinctively
grabbing it to hold it to her chest and sob. The only person who loved
her had left her all alone. "Dad!!" She let loose a cry from her heart,
weeping against the photo frame. Scrawled in messy handwriting on
the back was 12 words, that seemed to soothe the hurt every time it
returned.



xxxx"I love you too Dad."

[elio.]

quick reserve pff

[zoosea]

Mark

[jiㅤ]

" my name is naomi and I really love you..."
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i. naomi ii. gender iii . deaf

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the bright lights of the hospital awoke me. I mumbled as I
looked around, seeing the iv and fluid poles along with a
monitor. I yawn, wincing at jab of the iv fluids in my arms.
I see my sister crying at my side. I lift her head, tears run
down her young face. I see her mouth move rapidly, the
tears soaking my bed.

I was confused. I shook her and pointed towards my ears.
she sighs and takes out her note pad, she writes something
slowly. I reached for the pad, shaking.

I realize now.
I watch as the ink washes down into the paper, my own tears
dripped.

I was deaf.

it's 8 years later.
I have learned an extensive amount of sign language and
communication skills. although, I truly miss hearing the sound
of the bay that my family has lived on for their whole life time.
my family owned a big fishery that has taken over the whole
bay and bits of the coast. they could brag and boast all day
about it if they could. something my parents will never bring
up is the fact I am a deaf person in a world where hearing
was essential.

my sister and I had snuck off on a boat that was chasing after
a orca so it could be documented in the files. however
we ran off during rough waves and I apparently got swept
up in the waves and provoked the whale. I was seen as
a threat, and so it shot me down by the foot down to a
deep reef. the change of pressure as I was slammed down
into the bottom was so fast I managed to become deaf.

my sister had a attempt to get me, but she too was being
taunted by the orca while she was on the boat still.
I thought accepted death, so it was a confusing surprise
to see the light of day again. according to my sister,
the only thing that mattered was that I was alive and well.

...

despite all of my misfortunes and past, I have been generally
ok being deaf, although I long to hear sound from time to time.
something I do hate about myself is the fact I seem weak.

"aww, little naomi can't swim because she is scared of water!"
I always hated my peers.

wip wip

[Mid-life]

Name;
Gender;
What do they think of themselves?:

She's pretty ;-;

[Miavinn]

cute kid

[kanadensis]

Double posted whoops!

[lysander]

tentative res!

[~Levi~]

~Levi~

What do they think of themselves?;

Artemis is not the most confident of people, he prefers to sit back and watch rather than take part but because of that spends a lot of time thinking and in turn reflecting about himself. Artemis will spend long periods of time debating and questioning small voices he's made and how they might affect how others view him, this can be a positive in the fact he's thoughtful and cautious but it does also mean that he misses out on a lot because he's so withdrawn.

Artemis himself is normally (when on his own) pretty confident with himself, he thinks he's pretty smart, has good adaptability and level headed however there's always the constant nagging of what others think of him. This is due to the fact that Artemis was born into a high social position meaning eyes were on him constantly and always expecting more, and so rather than trying and failing, Artemis will take a step back and make sure others opinions of him don’t falter, which in turn boosts his own confidence.

Artemis is most confident when he’s on his own, away from judging stares and this is where he’s most comfortable with himself, being able to relax and do normal things, such as swimming, without fear. In these moments Artemis sometimes regrets not being bolder and thinks that next time he will take a more central role and live with the consequences. But when these chances come he does not take them.

Artemis hates the fact that he does this repeatedly and is slowly aiming to change this, especially as he takes on a more influential role in life.

[chunkypeanutbutter]

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