Wapun Meadow of the people who were there before

the kingdom of flowers — visibly awestruck, he walked further into the meadow with slow, careful strides. slight delirium allowed his mind to paint the scene in vivid pinks, highlighting each bloom with a different shade of blue. alsek glanced once toward the skyscape, a smile blossoming onto his face.

do you know their names? he whispered, the flowers, what are they called? alsek’s dreams were coming back to him, hiding in the day from the torment which lurked at night; his imagination was becoming belief, cemented into his mind by the unknowing affirmation of others.

and so, he asked polaris for the plants’ names, because they would become the names of his gods, meant to replace those which germanicus hadn’t mentioned. this one, alsek asked as he walked toward a low-lying shrub, decorated with small vines of rose-colored flowers, does this one have a name?