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Beautiful


I know for sure I do not want to be picked from my roots, but her prediction will help me get ready.
             "Star, your time will come in a few days. But do not be disappointed, because Lady Master herself will choose you especially for her going away trip.".
             I was flourished. Lady Master was an honourable lady, and I was going to be chosen by her, herself. This was not only surprising, but humbling in a way also. I got more excited.
             "What will she be wearing? Or saying, even?".
             Petunia let one of her arms down, and then placed her chin in between her thumb and her index finger.
             "A black gown, with fair white sequence, and her headdress will also be black." Murray, another Head Purple turned around as she said that. He seemed rather astonished.
             She went on.
             "Her hair will be rolled up into a ball, and placed underneath her headdress. The expression on her face will be awkward. I do not know what to call it, but she will not look the same.".
             I was beginning to enter the state of curiosity. Lady Master had never worn that colour. That colour was worn by eternity entering Head Purples who had not been picked yet. But they never chose that colour for their death. It always seemed to creep up on them when they least expected it. I then spoke in all questioning.
             "Are you certain Petunia? Absolutely certain?".
             "Oh yes," Petunia nodded her purple head, looking a bit offended. "I can see it now, in my head. The vision is very clear.".
             I thanked Petunia for her time and gave her some soil for her strength. She would need it. Inside I felt worried and pitiful. I walked away almost looking like that on the outside, and as I reached my kind I could see something that they didn't seem to see. I knew exactly what the black meant, and this I would get ready for.
             Three days passed and I still was where I stood. I"d often see the Three come around for tea and suppertime but never for picking time. Lady Master would never come out of the house, not as much as she usually did, anyway.


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