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A verdant gift.
Started by Pale__Flesh

It is a calm day at MyleHatsu. The weather is still, the seas are windy but not overly cold. Pycena never understood the appeal of stagnation, she never understood why so many people desire hapiness, yet do nothing to achieve it. This is why she respects both the gods of Rot and the gods of Growth, to her, any change can be made possible, if the mortal that receives it is willing enough.

Today however, is a great occasion to honor a god of Growth. She heard the news of a huge ceremony happening at The Garden - the grand opening of the Verdant Cathedral. Knowing it's a great opportunity to showcase her skills, she gets her gemcarving tools and prepares to chisel and carve away the precious rock. For today, a large piece of Jadeite will do.

The gem is cloudy, and filled with green like an ethereal morning mist. She begins carving the outside of the rock in a deliberately asymmetrical way. Sharp edges, difficult angles, complex patterns. Vines of green and depicitions of fruit and crop alike. With the empty space she carves out holes. For the outside, she uses her trusty candy cane engraver to carve the beginnings, but switches to a mycelial root from her rod, tipped with a small diamond, to carve out seemingly impossible patterns from within. She clears away the jade dust and carefully sands the gem, smoothing it to better reflect the patterns inscribed. Next, she fills the twisting holes with bits of garnet and red beryl, filling the cavity with half melted amber, creating the appearance of a blood vessel within. She carves and sands the hanging pieces of amber.

Then, it is time to enchant the gem. Not for any practical purpose, but to make it sheen and sparkle more. She grabs an Alexandrite and Opal, as well as some enchanting dust. She places the items onto her circle and begins the ritual. Eolx, Sowilo, Kenaz, Sowilo. The surrounding gems crack before floating away and colliding to make smaller and smaller pieces, until but a fine dust is left. It covers the gem whole, and its green shine fill the circle for just a moment.

The gem sparkles with waves of green and red. Inscribed with patterns of flora and filled with stones imitating blood. The imagery presented almost moves and grows as you examine it. Yet all of it is delightfully imperfect.