I was discussing the pros and cons of dried Italian Seasoning with my mom when I came up with this.
It's a race of small, dragonfly-winged people who inhabit herb gardens. They are green for camouflage, but they use discarded insect exoskeletons as clothing, so they can appear quite colorful. They use rosemary stems as javelins. I am not sure yet if they are beneficial or detrimental to the health of the herb garden they haunt, but we'll see.
This is all I have so far, but I'm thinking of doing some sort of fairytale rewrite with them.

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Surely God is my salvation, I will trust, and not be afraid. The Lord, the Lord, is my strength and my song, He has become my salvation. ~Isaiah 12:2
Whatever. CARPE NOCTEM!
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Lady Kitra Skene wrote:
Hitler and flamingos will always remind me of Abi.
Kya Lightwing wrote:
I think "IDK ask Gael she'd know" is the story of everyone's life...

The Dark Golden Dreamer wrote:
You kill people, Gael.

How can I not die over that?
Sometimes I wonder about the reputation I have here....