静けさ (Serenity)
Posted: Fri Jan 17, 2025 1:01 am
(((INESSA HIGHMAN-ROBERTS - PREGAME START)))
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An old general store from the 1900s.
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An old giant water pipe acting as a gateway arch.
Click. Click. Click.
A poorly taxidermied coyote.
It was just one of the many photos Inessa had taken at the preserve. She had just returned from taking pictures at the State Museum and was ready to explore the Botanical gardens. The area was filled with exotic flora and trees, even rusty old structures that had seen better days: a weather vane being blown by the wind, a water tower colored with rust...
The preserve was perfect for Inessa's portfolio, including the gazebo overtaken by vines that she was walking by. The sight was truly one to behold, and she couldn't resist snapping a photo. As she looked at the photo, she couldn't help but admire its beauty. The white pillars held up a red-tiled roof as the vines wrapped around the structure. Surrounding it were a few palm trees and shrubs, almost as if it were an abandoned tropical paradise. And inside was a young couple minding their-
Wait...
Inessa looked up and saw a couple under the gazebo. It looked like they didn't notice her, but she didn't want to be seen, so she quietly left. It's rude for her to take someone else's photo without their knowledge, but she hoped they didn't mind. As she walked around the gardens more, a particular area caught her interest: the butterfly habitat. As she entered, the area was mostly filled with families and small kids, but even though the place was a bit crowded, the sun shined on the screen-protected roof as the butterflies continued to hover around, making it perfect for her photos. And because her dad had to be somewhere else for a while, Inessa had all the time to take as many pictures as she wanted.
She walked around the habitat to take as many pictures as possible; a mossy fountain overrun by flowers, a small child looking at a booklet, orange flowers, purple flowers, and even red ones. It was the perfect day for her to be taking photos like this. But as she crouched down to take a photo of a fruit-filled water basin, a peculiar butterfly had landed on a melon. She was able to identify what it was based on its yellow wings. Papilio Glaucus. A small butterfly with a wingspan of 6 1/2 inches with a flight speed of 30 mph. As a caterpillar, it would often eat wild black cherries or hop trees but would switch their diets to milkweeds and lilacs in their adult stage. She prepared her camera to capture the butterfly's wonderful nature up close.
After taking a few more photos, she felt a strange feeling in her hair. Knowing what it was, she quietly grabbed her phone and held it to her face. She was in selfie mode, and she saw what it was; a Danaus Plexippus had landed in her hair, and it was slowly opening and closing its wings so calmly. It was truly serene, and she captured the very moment perfectly.
Click.
((Inessa Highman-Roberts continued somewhere else...))
Click. Click. Click.
An old general store from the 1900s.
Click. Click. Click.
An old giant water pipe acting as a gateway arch.
Click. Click. Click.
A poorly taxidermied coyote.
It was just one of the many photos Inessa had taken at the preserve. She had just returned from taking pictures at the State Museum and was ready to explore the Botanical gardens. The area was filled with exotic flora and trees, even rusty old structures that had seen better days: a weather vane being blown by the wind, a water tower colored with rust...
The preserve was perfect for Inessa's portfolio, including the gazebo overtaken by vines that she was walking by. The sight was truly one to behold, and she couldn't resist snapping a photo. As she looked at the photo, she couldn't help but admire its beauty. The white pillars held up a red-tiled roof as the vines wrapped around the structure. Surrounding it were a few palm trees and shrubs, almost as if it were an abandoned tropical paradise. And inside was a young couple minding their-
Wait...
Inessa looked up and saw a couple under the gazebo. It looked like they didn't notice her, but she didn't want to be seen, so she quietly left. It's rude for her to take someone else's photo without their knowledge, but she hoped they didn't mind. As she walked around the gardens more, a particular area caught her interest: the butterfly habitat. As she entered, the area was mostly filled with families and small kids, but even though the place was a bit crowded, the sun shined on the screen-protected roof as the butterflies continued to hover around, making it perfect for her photos. And because her dad had to be somewhere else for a while, Inessa had all the time to take as many pictures as she wanted.
She walked around the habitat to take as many pictures as possible; a mossy fountain overrun by flowers, a small child looking at a booklet, orange flowers, purple flowers, and even red ones. It was the perfect day for her to be taking photos like this. But as she crouched down to take a photo of a fruit-filled water basin, a peculiar butterfly had landed on a melon. She was able to identify what it was based on its yellow wings. Papilio Glaucus. A small butterfly with a wingspan of 6 1/2 inches with a flight speed of 30 mph. As a caterpillar, it would often eat wild black cherries or hop trees but would switch their diets to milkweeds and lilacs in their adult stage. She prepared her camera to capture the butterfly's wonderful nature up close.
After taking a few more photos, she felt a strange feeling in her hair. Knowing what it was, she quietly grabbed her phone and held it to her face. She was in selfie mode, and she saw what it was; a Danaus Plexippus had landed in her hair, and it was slowly opening and closing its wings so calmly. It was truly serene, and she captured the very moment perfectly.
Click.
((Inessa Highman-Roberts continued somewhere else...))