š Iām calling this one⦠āFlora Never Blinksā
Word around Nimbledown is that this young muse once whispered to a bee and convinced it to pollinate the moon. Her hair blooms with impossible petalsāroses, poppies, and pinpricks of starlight that only bloom during lunar eclipses. She doesnāt wear perfume; flowers ask to live near her for the sheer joy of it.
š Honorific Title: Lady Petalbound of the Eclipse Court
š Prize: A self-watering diary that weeps poetry in morning dew
With pollen in her pulse and galaxies in her gaze,
āEleanor Fernflick, Blossom-Scribe of the Velvet Vale šŗ