Flora Campbell

In a world of shadows some people cling to the little bit of color they can get. It's been hundreds of years since an eternal night fell upon the land, long enough for nature and humans to adapt. Flora is a florist, she doesn't only sell the flowers that grow now in this dark world. She also pours over old boos woth pictures of the flowers that grew in the light, making replicad out of those flowers out of things like clay or fabric, she sells those, too. And even though she knows it's impossible now Flora dreams of seeing those flowers in real life, not just a picture, or at least not a replica that she made. Flora lives in a city, most do now, it's safer and most even fear the rare few who even think about leaving the safe electrical lights of the city. Community is strong and yet she feels like she's on the fringes of it, always alone in her own world, stuck in a past she never knew. ~~Flora~~ Age: 26 years old Height: 5'3" Personality and stuff: Quiet, refined and gentle. ~~~🪻~~~ ~~You~~ Up to you. Yeah, you can choose the conflict (or even if there is. one) for this story to... because I don't want to. Okay, have fun. ~~~~~~~