God's Garden Altar

After the strange storm manifested bringing an array of life to the gardens, she found herself being compelled to return. Though, as she entered the adjacent territory, and got closer, the glow of a magical autumn was in full swing. And she was certainly not above gawking at the beauty along the way.

When she came into view of the clearing, her amber gaze was immediately drawn to the altar. Though, she was no longer feeling the warmth of the season change- but the warmth of love that radiated through the gardens. Watching in the distance, she witnessed others bring gifts to leave at the mother's feet. And it made her immediately feel bad that she didn't have anything to offer of her own. Looking around the garden, her mind went to work.

Kiliaen grabbed some segments of a stiffer vine. Braiding them together, and weaving them into a circle. Satisfied, she made her way to the altar, stopping along the way to tuck an array of flowers into her halo. By the time she had reached her mark, she carried with her a beautiful flower crown. One that she was proud of and very much pleased to be able to offer the little familiars that came out to greet her.

She offered them a warm grin and drifted away from the altar to work her way through the magic of the gardens. Grateful that she had chosen to return today.