[ The Queen appears, looking around at the scenery. A wistful look crosses her face--it's always so hard to leave seasons behind--she's not very used to it. She waves goodbye to nothing in particular and twirls herself, arms raised to the sky.

A fwump can be heard. All around the Gardens, a solid layer of snow has fallen from the sky and coated it ( Read more... )

[ The Queen appears in the mirror, smiling. ]

I'm terribly sorry for all that messy business, my lovelies. You know I'd never want to put you in harm's way! It just got a bit out of my control.

So I'm going to make it up to you! It's nothing big, but I'm sure you'll all have fun. Keep your ears open!

[ Event start! Music will now flow through ( Read more... )

[The Queen stood at the very center of the gardens, surrounded by orchard on every side. With a smile gracing her face, she walks slowly over to the nearest tree, and touches the bark. She runs her hand up and down its rough surface, almost wistfully. And then, with only the slightest of hesitation, she leans in and kisses the tree.]

[The change ( Read more... )

My lovelies, I think I've made a mistake. When I saw that you weren't behaving according to my plans, I got terribly upset, and then I'm afraid I did something rather rash. I apologize ( Read more... )

[ The Queen seems to be sitting in an unknown location, too dark to tell. Her face has something akin to melancholy, but perhaps more closely to anger. ]

Oh, my darlings, my darlings... [ She looks up to the mirror, disappointment settled in her eyes. ]

I had a plan, you know. Didn't you notice my hard work? That was all for you! [ Her frown ( Read more... )

[Throughout the weekend and into the day after it, the food and drink at the Petal Dance continue to be replenished, and music continues to play. The lanterns burn beautifully at night, and the scent of flowers stays in the air. At 11:59 pm tonight, though, that all changes ( Read more... )

[A ripple rolls through the Gardens.

Warmth. Love. Togetherness. It spreads out from the ruins like a shockwave and passes through each and every person in its path in a flash.

Faint, unsteady snippets of song drift through the air, carried by some force other than the Vine, the voice behind them barely identifiable as the Queen's.]

Clusters of ( Read more... )

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[The mirror unrolls to reveal the Queen sitting pensively in a small glade of flowers.]My darlings, I've given it some thought. I've given it a lot of thought! And nowadays I think very clearly, you know. Well, I should get to the point ( Read more... )

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[The Queen is walking through a narrow passageway, holding a torch in her hand. It's the only source of light in the barren cave. She looks quite regretful in the firelight.]

It's such a shame. You're all so willful. As if it weren't enough that my own incarnae like to play a little too much...yes, Vamp, I'm talking to you! This mess! ( Read more... )

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[For those who have seen her before, the woman in the mirror is unmistakably the Queen. For once, though, she's not in a blank black setting, but standing in the Gardens themselves, furiously shaking a giant rose with her bare hands.]

This won't do! This won't do at all!

[She swats the rose, hard, then, while it's reeling, turns to the ( Read more... )