"No. Only, it's in a glasshouse, so I do wonder how it is. Still, I'm sure it oughtn't be a problem."
And if it were, he'd just handle it then. Sebastian stepped into the glasshouse, squinting a bit at the change of light, then led the way towards one of his favourite bed of water lilies, now in the dark. It was Victoria cruziana, and, perhaps surprising some people, Sebastian did know its scientific name and all sorts about its history. He held one with both hands, careful not to set it off despite its size. This one blossomed beautifully, white petals in soft folds around the brilliant red star of a centre. Sebastian lifted it carefully, not snapping it off but elevating it just enough that the flower was out of the water.
"The legend behind it is beautiful. Where it's from, it was said that the moon used to travel across the sky to hide behind the hills with its favourite young ladies, and that if the moon ever loved one girl and just one girl, it would turn her into a star. It seems such an odd legend. I always the the moon was a woman. Regardless, a princess, I can't remember the name, wanted to be a star so she chased the moon across the hills, calling for it to hear her or see her or pay her any mind. But perhaps the moon was deaf and blind - which does beg the question as to why it likes young women so much - as it never seemed to notice her, and when the princess came across a lake she saw a reflection of the moon thought the moon had come down to be with her, which is something I find hard to believe. Not that the moon would come down. That isn't surprising at all. That someone would think that a reflection in water was the moon. But perhaps it was a very still lake, or perhaps she hadn't come across a lake before. Anyway, the princess jumped into the lake to be with the moon and was never seen again, and the moon was a bit upset about this. You would have thought it could have noticed before now. Now that it finally did notice, it decided to turn the princess into a star unlike any other, a star of the water. And so we get this beautiful flower. It's a lovely idea, isn't it? I think I'd like to believe it."
Sebastian had always had a certain fondness for stories, and that was where his faith was from.
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And if it were, he'd just handle it then. Sebastian stepped into the glasshouse, squinting a bit at the change of light, then led the way towards one of his favourite bed of water lilies, now in the dark. It was Victoria cruziana, and, perhaps surprising some people, Sebastian did know its scientific name and all sorts about its history. He held one with both hands, careful not to set it off despite its size. This one blossomed beautifully, white petals in soft folds around the brilliant red star of a centre. Sebastian lifted it carefully, not snapping it off but elevating it just enough that the flower was out of the water.
"The legend behind it is beautiful. Where it's from, it was said that the moon used to travel across the sky to hide behind the hills with its favourite young ladies, and that if the moon ever loved one girl and just one girl, it would turn her into a star. It seems such an odd legend. I always the the moon was a woman. Regardless, a princess, I can't remember the name, wanted to be a star so she chased the moon across the hills, calling for it to hear her or see her or pay her any mind. But perhaps the moon was deaf and blind - which does beg the question as to why it likes young women so much - as it never seemed to notice her, and when the princess came across a lake she saw a reflection of the moon thought the moon had come down to be with her, which is something I find hard to believe. Not that the moon would come down. That isn't surprising at all. That someone would think that a reflection in water was the moon. But perhaps it was a very still lake, or perhaps she hadn't come across a lake before. Anyway, the princess jumped into the lake to be with the moon and was never seen again, and the moon was a bit upset about this. You would have thought it could have noticed before now. Now that it finally did notice, it decided to turn the princess into a star unlike any other, a star of the water. And so we get this beautiful flower. It's a lovely idea, isn't it? I think I'd like to believe it."
Sebastian had always had a certain fondness for stories, and that was where his faith was from.