dreamcrystals | [open] invitation of windblume!

Sender: Venti
To: Everyone!
Subject: A rose by any other name is still a rose!

Hello there! It appears that this world is entering its Spring Solstice and with such a season brings new life and new flowers to everything the sun touches! I'd like to share with you a tradition during this time of year from my homeland, the beautiful and free city of Mondstadt. And that is the Windblume festival.

During this time of year, many will offer flowers in tribute to the god of freedom! Yet, what is more important is the tradition of gifting flowers to those you love and hold dear. The choice of flowers can say a lot about a person's feelings! When gifting precious flowers to those you love and adore the carefully picked flower should be one that means something to you and that precious relationship.

While this time of year doesn't necessarily have to mean these gestures are romantic there is another tradition of sending your most adored one a love poem. A perfect time to be confessing your heart's song to the one who holds your heart! Ehe, isn't that lovely?

I, as a travelling bard, have spent many years seeing the Windblume season! And with it, I have written hundreds of poems and know exactly how to weave love's verse. I would like to offer my assistance in helping you find the words to write your own love letter or poem to the one you hold dear or wish to confess to! Do tell me all about the one you hold in your heart and allow me to help you craft the words to express your heart's feelings.

Please, it would be my pleasure!

[Spill the tea on your love lives and in return Venti will help you confess in a love letter! Come on, get spilling! He loves the gossip!]

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Is it not better to simply be direct and to the point?

If it is a matter of expressing how one feels to another, why make it a game? A puzzle?

But where's the fun in that?

[Games and puzzles are fun...!]

What fun is there in playing with another's emotions?

Well you could call it a form of flirting, ehe.

Flirting?

[ Say what now? ]

Writing a love note, poetry, game or not, can make someone blush! And sometimes that can feel incredible!

While being direct is good and kind sometimes it's the small effort at something silly that can make a heart soar.

Is this one of those mortal experiences?

[ Because he's never really experienced that himself? So it has to be. ]

[Venti is giggling.]

It could be.

Would you like a poem, Xiao?

A poem? What would I do with it?

[Wow, he offers to write a poem for Xiao and this is what he gets?]

Read it, I suppose.

I meant after reading it.

Well, you could keep it and read it when you're feeling the need! Or pin it on your wall to see every day.

[He might be teasing now.]

I don't have a wall to put anything on.

[Okay. He's laughing.]

Then I guess you'll have no choice but to keep it on your person at all times! Like a piece of armour!

If you write it here, will it not just remain within the journal? Therefore I would be keeping it on my person regardless.

Then that's exactly what you should do.

Then I suppose I have no choice. It is up to you whether you commit or not.

[He taps the page with his pencil.]

Then let's see what you might take from this? This is only a portion.

I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as one loves certain obscure things,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

You are asking me to discern the poet's meaning?

[ Barbatos... Augh. Xiao doesn't really know what to think of it. Since he could be teasing. Probably is teasing... ]

That's right! It's all about interpretation, after all.

[ A SIGH ]

The author's affection is not given because of something that is pure or precious.

Seems as though they prefer that which is imperfect.

[He'd be giggling if he could hear that sigh.]

That's a good interpretation! Was that so terrible to enjoy?

I think it's quite beautiful if I do say so myself.

Actually, I am considering why you, or the author, would pen such words. Why this particular verse? Why do you hand me this one?

[He's still giggling!]

Well! It's exactly the lesson learned, here. Why would I, write something like that, to you. Or what the meaning means or doesn't mean.

The joy of poetry. Keep it close, will you?

[He's being a vague little shit again.]

Do not be mistaken. I know of you. You do not do anything without reason.

So there must be reason and purpose in this as well.

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concierto - 2022-04-15 20:20 (UTC) - Expand

probably can wrap

whirlwindthrust - 2022-04-16 19:13 (UTC) - Expand