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My story

In the shadowed woodlands and misted valleys, I craft each bloom by hand, guided by the whispers of nature and the arcane knowledge entrusted to me.

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It began, as most significant things do, quietly. At first, I didn't recognize the path I was walking—how could I? I was simply drawn, as I always have been, to the places others often overlook: the untamed edges of the woods, valleys that seem to hum with an ancient, unseen energy, and forgotten trails where wildflowers bloom in secret. I’ve always found solace among tangled vines and whispering leaves, as if the earth itself held answers to questions I didn’t yet know how to ask. ​It was in these solitary wanderings that the world shifted around me. ​In the quiet stillness of the forest, among twisted roots and wildflowers, I stumbled upon something that changed my life: a fragment of the Florilegium Arcanum. This ancient archive of arcane flora, once tended by the enigmatic Woven Circle, carries the knowledge of forgotten flowers, their magic, and their lore. ​Somehow, I was chosen to continue their work—preserving what is fading and passing on what must not be forgotten. Through my crafted blooms, each shaped with care and reverence, I translate the whispers of the wild into tangible form. And now, through my creations, I invite you to step into this world. Whether you are drawn to the untamed beauty of a foraged bloom or the lore etched into its petals, you, too, are part of this story. Together, we can preserve what must not be forgotten.

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