The star where I live is filled with dense, winding, secluded forests shown below.
For my people to seek me out they must first seclude themselves from the distractions of the world. An offering of red flame flowers will call me to them. Because of this, in the center of my home is a tree of these flowers, saved from all the offerings to me over time.
My time is most spent in the out of doors because I am a part of the world around me. When I retire it is to a damp cavern that is decorated with hanging fabrics, carpets and pillows. This symbolizes the rough outer edge to me, like the sharp rock in which I live, but my warm mothers embrace of my children; the softness that is inside.
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