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Wendy Soong

Los Angeles, CA · a month ago

🥬Ceres and Pomona🥬 Ceres carries the “Spell of Abundance” — she awakens the sleeping memory within wood, the memory of being a living tree, allowing it to briefly “remember” how to grow leaves, bloom, and bear fruit. Her dragon, Pomona, has scales the tender green of early spring leaves. Its body is slender and graceful, moving through the air like a vine stretching in the wind. Between its scales drifts a pleasant, fresh scent of lemons and orange blossoms, which can reach sailing ships below as a faint hint of orchard air. When it glides low over the blue sea, the tips of its wide wings touch the water, stirring up fine, sparkling green mist that trails behind like a lively emerald light. Its breath is not hot flame, but a soft, life-filled smoke. This fragrant mist holds a special substance that quickens seeds and feeds roots, waking life’s hidden strength. When the green smoke passes over planks or enemy ships, it begins a gentle, unstoppable “growing” — hundreds of times faster than nature. When sailing, the witches do not carry fresh fruits. Instead, Ceres picks a spare plank or a broken oar, presses her hand to the wood, and hums an old farming tune. Pomona circles above, sprinkling green mist. The wood glows with green light, small branches sprout, leaves unfold — apples hang from oak, grapevines wrap around pine, and citrus fruits ripen on fir. Sicilian blood oranges, Amalfi lemons, and Puglian figs grow together on the board. The witches pick the fruits, sweet as if