Sure. [The chair was pushed back and he was on his feet as well, stretching his arms up and over his head. Damn, for waking up in a flower patch, that had to be the best sleep he's ever had earlier!]
[But with his jacket left on the back of the chair- the fire had warmed him up and the castle gardens were locked in summertime- he led the way to the garden. He was curious about it, though not in a way that pulled at Beauty, but out of never really being in a fancy garden before. Kanji, deep down, loved the hell outta flowers... even if it would've been strange for him to receive or even pick up any.]
[The books could barely touch upon the splendor of the gardens that were taking in the last couple of hours of sunshine, the air warm and breezy, scented in lavender and heavy floral bloom. Within the stone walls that seemed to block out the snow and cold were fountains, small ponds with geese taking a much-needed break from migrating to paddle away in the warmth and bursts of color from the fields of flowers bearing shades from deepest purple to vivid sunset hues. Many trees scattered among the gardens surrounding the castle were ready for harvesting, bearing bright red apples, sizely oranges, and even lemons in the peak of season among others, some with ornate benches beneath begging for visitors to sit in the shade and enjoy the fruit or just sit and bask in it all.]
...I'm glad we skipped the library for a bit. Shit...
no subject
[But with his jacket left on the back of the chair- the fire had warmed him up and the castle gardens were locked in summertime- he led the way to the garden. He was curious about it, though not in a way that pulled at Beauty, but out of never really being in a fancy garden before. Kanji, deep down, loved the hell outta flowers... even if it would've been strange for him to receive or even pick up any.]
[The books could barely touch upon the splendor of the gardens that were taking in the last couple of hours of sunshine, the air warm and breezy, scented in lavender and heavy floral bloom. Within the stone walls that seemed to block out the snow and cold were fountains, small ponds with geese taking a much-needed break from migrating to paddle away in the warmth and bursts of color from the fields of flowers bearing shades from deepest purple to vivid sunset hues. Many trees scattered among the gardens surrounding the castle were ready for harvesting, bearing bright red apples, sizely oranges, and even lemons in the peak of season among others, some with ornate benches beneath begging for visitors to sit in the shade and enjoy the fruit or just sit and bask in it all.]
...I'm glad we skipped the library for a bit. Shit...