Lion Head Mesa Hellebore

The palace has a garden. It is the singular vision of a Sesh, and Eset often comes to marvel in it. To stand beneath the shade of fertile green is to be transported from the heat of stern land to a lush oasis. 

She admires the tedious tending, how here in this plot of land beside the palace the world has been bent to one’s will. She runs a paw along the saplings, inhales the jasmine and seeks through the mesh of leaves for the Sesh @Haizel.