Late at night when everyone is just about to go to sleep, from the fertile ground of the workbench, warmed by the heat of the soldering iron the Flowire springs into life.
It's tender bloom lasts only long enough for it to be captured under the glare of the strobe and then it fades.
- not because it's life cycle means that it's petals must drop as it diverts it's energy towards nurturing the new generation of seeds. No.
It's because the cats knocked over the light tent.
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