Ambitious but rubbish

*Valentine* · 10-30-2015, 09:42 PM

Valentine stood in a field of flowers. Or rather, a field that would have been full of flowers had it been the time of year for such things. What he stood in the middle of right now was a field of green; a field where every plant he looked at looked exactly the same. Normally this wouldn't matter - weeds were weeds - but today he was on a mission. It seemed like every woman in his life was interested in healing. Some were fully vetted and others were still in training, but it played a part in each of their lives and was very important to them.

On a whim, without any consideration whatsoever, Valentine had decided to head to the promised land of herbs in search of precious medicinal plants to take back to his beloved healers. It was only once he got to the Gulley that he realized that it was Fall and he was probably barking up the wrong tree. Even if he wasn't, what did he know about plants? He couldn't tell a good one from a plain one. While he'd like to think it was the thought that counted, what was he going to do, go home and tell them that he'd wanted to get them something but when it came to actually picking a plant he was a dumb as a duck?

Staring hard at a sea of uniform green, Valentine willed the useful plants to jump out at him. If nothing else he might just grab as many different kinds as he could carry and hope they weren't all weeds.

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