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Literature
Photosynthe-size (XWG, XBBW, Plant TF) (XWG, XBBW, Plant TF, WLW) If there was any part of ascension Luna had struggled with, it was food. Becoming one with mother earth, entwined in flesh and soul with the forest itself was wonderful, and brought her closer to the Mother. But as her first winter as an ascended druid of the leaf came to its end, she wished her stomach could rumble in discontent. Ss she no longer needed to eat, it could not even protest her famished life as her mind did. Her body was still flesh- mostly. She was something between flesh and plant, but still human at her core. That made it all the more frustrating that she couldn’t eat or taste. The poor druid had to waste away in ascetic tranquility, supported by the photosynthesis of the forest around her. In this ascetic prison, the plushness of her body from indulging in nature’s majesty (and a few late nights at the tavern) had fallen from her, leaving a distressingly thin husk of a woman. But it was on that first bloom in spring that Luna