[ Ah, a garden other than her own... It's hard to layer that on top of the dry, cracked world of fire and ash she had always known. She can only assume the grand houses must have gardens, once upon a time. Her idea of a fairy tale garden is added on to what Steve has begun, shaping out water features in elegant tiled trenches, adding glittering lanterns that bob in the wind, flowers, flowers, flowers, in so many colors. ]
The station garden needs work.
[ If it was to be theirs, it could assuredly stand to live up to their fantasies a little more. ]
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The station garden needs work.
[ If it was to be theirs, it could assuredly stand to live up to their fantasies a little more. ]