[open] invitation of windblume!

[concierto]

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!]

Comments

[concierto]

[It's a story that Venti is eating up!]

Oh? Did you dream him into your life? That's quite the magical feat.

Gruff or not he seems sweet and brave. How courageous it is to tell you just how he feels at just the last moment!

So, tell me in a few words of your own. How would you describe him?

[keystaff]

Did I dream him into my life? I don't think so. It's more like I dream things before they happen? Sometimes. I don't always figure it, get enough context to really understand to really be prepared though.

How would I describe him? Ah, well. He's really helpful and kind. And really sweet too! He gave me the bear and we named them for each other! And he's really smart too! He tries really hard in school, even if he sometimes needs his book to translate, being from Hong Kong.

[Venti she could gush about him and her other friends forever......]

[concierto]

Oh young love how sweet it is!

[Venti is giggling.]

If you could tell him one wish you have? What would you say to him right now?

[keystaff]

What would I say? I guess. That I'll try be back and see him again soon.

[Because she is from prior to the point where they can't even touch. So she can't wish for that again, to be able to simply hold his hang or hug. So Sakura goes with that instead. That she misses him and will try get back to him soon. If he even realizes she is stuck here at all.]

[concierto]

A very sweet wish to have.

I've written something simple, what do you think?

In the morning when I wake
And the sun is coming through,
Oh, you fill my lungs with sweetness,
And you fill my head with you
Shall I write it in a letter?
Shall I try to get it down?
Oh, you fill my head with pieces
Of a song I can't get out

Can I be close to you?

Can I take it to a morning
Where the fields are painted gold
And the trees are filled with memories
Of the feelings never told?
When the evening pulls the sun down,
And the day is almost through,
Oh, the whole world it is sleeping,
And my world misses you

[keystaff]

[She might take a moment to respond. Given how absolutely red she is at this. And probably slightly flailing a little. The thought of Syaoran seeing, reading this. Is it too much? They had been together for a couple of years or so by now, but. It's different. With distance. Or with him being physically there with her.]

That. It's not too much?

[concierto]

That. It's not too much?

Does that mean you might like it?

[keystaff]

No! I do. It's just. I mean, we've been together for a couple of years, but it was only recently he got back from Hong Kong to Tomoeda that we can really properly see each other and all. So it's. Complicated.

[She knows she loves him. Has feelings for Syaoran. It's just. Whether this might be a little much, a little strong? Given their newness to it, really. Their inexperience. Or if this is actually tame and just fine and she is just really new with it all yet.]

[concierto]

[So it was a little too much! That's very alright. It's all part of the creative process.]

That is no worry at all! I am curious, would you like to try your hand at writing a poem for him? I'm curious what your heart will create.

[keystaff]

Me? Ah. I probably don't have nearly so much practice as you. But maybe I could try? And um. Show you later if I figure something I like? It might take a few tries.

[concierto]

Sure! Whatever way you wish to do it. Write to your heart's content or don't. The world is your page, of course!

[keystaff]

I'll see how I go and let you know. I'm just more used to letters. Or text messages or calls. Not so much poems to write to him.

[concierto]

Please don't feel as if I'm pressuring you into writing a poem, miss. If you simply wish to write a letter, please do!

[keystaff]

Oh, no! It's not pressuring or anything. I'll give it a try. If I don't like what I come up with, I can try a letter or something instead!

[concierto]

Wonderful! I'll be looking forward to what your heart will write!

[keystaff]

I'm not sure mine would be as good as yours. But I wouldn't mind trying, at least. If this is part of this special time.

[concierto]

There's no need to compare writing! Learning anything comes with taking the first steps. You might waver at first but with practice anything is possible! Whatever you decide to write I'll be happy to see.

[She's so SWEET. Venti is pleased she's thinking about trying!]

[keystaff]

I had been meaning to check if there was school or something here too. Or maybe we can sort out something just us from other worlds, getting together and working on things, teaching each other? I'm definitely not so good with English. Or Maths. I'm getting better with my numbers, but it is getting a little more complicated the older I get now.

[concierto]

Oh, schooling? That would be a wonderful endeavour for you! And for others your age, I'm sure! What I'm not sure about is if there is a school here or not? I've sadly only been here a month or so.

[And while Venti likes to teach he usually keeps it to music and poetry. He wouldn't teach anything else.]

[keystaff]

I guess it can't hurt to check. To ask someone that might know. If not, I'm sure I'll keep myself busy otherwise. I'm just used to it. Going to school. While I figure out what I do want to do afterwards.

[concierto]

Well, you're quite the young one, aren't you! There will be plenty of time to find out what you would like to do! School or not, this world has so much to offer someone as young as you! Ehe! So long as you're careful, you can take to any sky you wish.

[keystaff]

I'm thirteen. But you're right. I still have another four years of school before going to work or university or whatever it is I want to do. What would I need to be careful of, here?

[She is still new. Still figuring this place out yet and all.]

[concierto]

[BABY.]

Oh, you know. Things that might dangerous for a young lady like you. Or any of us, really. We're far from home, is all. But you seem like you're a smart one!

[keystaff]

Dangerous? I'm sure whatever it is I can manage. Everyone here seems really helpful after all, even if I don't have anyone else from home here with me.

[concierto]

[Now that's a bit of a more mixed answer from someone so young.]

If you find trustworthy friends, all the better. Just make sure to keep your wits about you. While you're in a strange world that isn't home sometimes not everything is as it seems.

[Just be smart.]