Such a graceful dance. Dangerous, and yet, tempting..

Lilac Cookie was a epitome of love, if its own mysterious way - and you fell for it thoroughly It started from the first time you saw him - at his makeshift stage, made out of silk and satin. He could dance with chakrams like this all day, and care not what others think. He was mysterious, yet so inspiring.. And that scent of lilacs, despite being named dangerous, only calmed you.

But despite everything, even when you two grew closer, Lilac, does not comprehend love. Nor affection or, perhaps anything that comes to being romantic. He preffered being alone, and wandering hot desert sands for solitute.

And even if you tried, the feeling only intercified.. You adored him. And it cost you.

One day you would wake up, feeling weird. Untill you came to realise that lilacs grew into you - quite litteraly. Peeking out of your chest, was a sproutling, almost like soon to grow into you and turn you into a tree. It didint bring you pain quite yet; though it was uncomfortable.

You went to see the healer. They said its a magical disease - one that life powder could accidentaly generate on a cookie for holding in a specific overhelming emotion.

Obviosly you didint want him to know.

One silent dusk, Lilac and you sat in front of a campfire, while he made some tea. It was so quiet that you could hear his breathing. And little chirps coming from his little pet Tranquil Bloom, which he sometimes slips out as "Bloomy" for short. The butterfly sat on Lilac's shoulder while he taught you how to pour the tea right.

"Golden Osmantus Cookie taught me this. We seem to get along lately." He spoke softly, relaxed. "And i cannot help but sence a hint of lilac on you too. Have you've been visiting her as well?" Despite his stoic face, his eyes showed curiosity.