You scoop up the rich pink flower, taking a moment to admire how its colors flickered lazily in the amber firelight. Although surrounded by the thrilling new temptations of vibrant fabrics and shimmering jewelry, saccharine goods and pungent spices, you feel strangely drawn to this small blossom and become suddenly determined to identify where it came from.
As the evening continues, you almost give up hope searching until your eyes fall upon a caravan distanced from the hub of activity, although not too far away as to be purposely secluded. You think you can see the outline of a Kalon sitting in its open door, but what magnetized your attention were the rings of cherry blossoms that sectioned off their long black tail that spilled out from the caravan onto the ground.
Once you approach the caravan, you come face to face with a beautiful green and black Kalon. Tens (hundreds?) of cherry blossoms adorned her fur and hair. She had a dark, translucent veil covering her face─but even that couldn't cover her blatant stony expression.
She sat rigidly upright, very still, as if abiding to a strict and serious vow. For a moment, you almost wonder if you shouldn't have come here, like visitors to this caravan were forbidden. Thrown off by this Kalon's scarily formal presence, you're at a momentary loss for words. But not wanting to sit in silence any longer, you awkwardly present the flower to her.
She narrows her eyes quizzically at your effort to return a single flower─of which she certainly wouldn't have been bothered losing─but nevertheless accepts the gesture and takes back the cherry blossom.
"Thank you," she says with a hint of suspicion.
You introduce yourself and learn that her name is Bao-Bao.
Although you don't wish to disturb her further, for some reason you don't feel ready to leave. You'd set out to find the owner of the flower, and although you've solved the mystery, some uncertainty still pulls at you. You decide to ask Bao-Bao why she's on the road.
"I am traveling as a representative of my family and village in hopes to establish amiable relationships with towns beyond."
The silence returns. You realize her gaze is locked on the large campfire, where all of the travelers and townsfolk rejoiced in their raucous storytelling. You can't help but stare at Bao-Bao as she stares at the town, trying to decipher her stoic expression─was it disgust? Disappointment? Despair? You strangely doubt that it's indifference.
After a short while, she looks down at the flower you returned to her, and slowly curls her paw around it. Perhaps realizing you aren't going to leave, she turns to you.
"May I ask you something?"
Although you've only known her for a few minutes, you can tell this hesitant softness in her voice is a rarity. You nod your head with what you hope is an encouraging smile.
As the evening continues, you almost give up hope searching until your eyes fall upon a caravan distanced from the hub of activity, although not too far away as to be purposely secluded. You think you can see the outline of a Kalon sitting in its open door, but what magnetized your attention were the rings of cherry blossoms that sectioned off their long black tail that spilled out from the caravan onto the ground.
Once you approach the caravan, you come face to face with a beautiful green and black Kalon. Tens (hundreds?) of cherry blossoms adorned her fur and hair. She had a dark, translucent veil covering her face─but even that couldn't cover her blatant stony expression.
She narrows her eyes quizzically at your effort to return a single flower─of which she certainly wouldn't have been bothered losing─but nevertheless accepts the gesture and takes back the cherry blossom.
"Thank you," she says with a hint of suspicion.
You introduce yourself and learn that her name is Bao-Bao.
Although you don't wish to disturb her further, for some reason you don't feel ready to leave. You'd set out to find the owner of the flower, and although you've solved the mystery, some uncertainty still pulls at you. You decide to ask Bao-Bao why she's on the road.
"I am traveling as a representative of my family and village in hopes to establish amiable relationships with towns beyond."
The silence returns. You realize her gaze is locked on the large campfire, where all of the travelers and townsfolk rejoiced in their raucous storytelling. You can't help but stare at Bao-Bao as she stares at the town, trying to decipher her stoic expression─was it disgust? Disappointment? Despair? You strangely doubt that it's indifference.
After a short while, she looks down at the flower you returned to her, and slowly curls her paw around it. Perhaps realizing you aren't going to leave, she turns to you.
"May I ask you something?"
Although you've only known her for a few minutes, you can tell this hesitant softness in her voice is a rarity. You nod your head with what you hope is an encouraging smile.
"Have you ever given up your own happiness for someone else's?"
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Prompt: Has [your Kalon] ever given up their own happiness for someone else's?
You may enter with either writing or art, not both.
Writing entries must be minimum 250 words, maximum 850 words.
Art entries must be at least a clean, recognizable sketch. No comics or animations.
Ends when CS rolls over from the 17th to the 18th.
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Prompt: Has [your Kalon] ever given up their own happiness for someone else's?
You may enter with either writing or art, not both.
Writing entries must be minimum 250 words, maximum 850 words.
Art entries must be at least a clean, recognizable sketch. No comics or animations.
Ends when CS rolls over from the 17th to the 18th.
Go Back
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