Emberwood I had a dream of the pale morning sky

She flushed and smiled, surprised but pleased that Sandy agreed, found her amusing. His lack of knowledge about plants didn't bother her at all. In fact, she was a little pleased for it. Finally, she had the upper hand; she knew something that someone else didn't!
I love plants, She admitted, pausing her search to look at him. I was going to be a healer once, but - I can't do that anymore. I still think it's pretty neat though. There are so many different kinds, so many names, and some of them are very strange! I used to think about what kind of plants I would create, if I could, because all of them seem like - like something out of someone's imagination. As if someone had dreamed it, all of it. Maybe that was true.