A bit of Sea

永程

"Oh," Yong Cheng whispered, not caring if Sirius had heard him at all. "Oh."

It was a bittersweet picture that their surroundings painted. Weeping willows clustered about the area, draping the ground with leaves and long branches. Ash had settled onto some of them, unmoved since no wolf had recently ventured here. The long branches fell like curtains, drifting in the wind. There were some trees that had been burnt to nothing; Yong Cheng touched one of them, and felt the charcoaled bark crumble into dust. Light dappled the forest floor, directing his gaze to where the sun was brightest.

Yes, he was reminded, You are here to look for herbs.

What did he see?

Horsetail -- he'd learnt the name in the common tongue -- growing by the stream Sirius was drinking from. Marigold, flowers blooming in spots of sunlight. And watercress, by the water's edge. How to collect them? With watercress, he'd need a stream of living water to run through his garden -- Cheng was already thinking of it as his -- and it would help horsetail, too. Marigold he was sure he could gather the entire plant. When the flowers fruited, the seeds would come. For now, he could transplant them.

But how to carry them?


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OOC: One more round of you and me, then BIRD