Mind Yourselves

Rakia settled in, focusing intently on Talyssa's words, allowing them to warm her from within. She nodded in thought, her breath misting before her in the cold air. The notion of open-mindedness danced in her mind, weaving amongst her own beliefs and challenging them. She glanced around at the assorted plants that Talyssa had gestured to. The sun lent them an almost magical quality, their shadows stark against the pristine white snow. Rakia pondered on the plants' deceptive appearances - their beauty potentially veiling danger, their ordinary exteriors possibly concealing extraordinary strengths. She felt a frisson of apprehension at the thought. But what did plants have to do with open-mindedness?

"Rakia Perreau"