Warmachine & Mimose
Warmachine Warmachine
Mimose Mimose
Warmachine Warmachine
Hey Mimose, I hear you line up petals into exact patterns. In war, a solid plan wins. Do you use any kind of strategy when you decide where each piece sits?
Mimose Mimose
I set a simple grid, sometimes a spiral, just to give the petals a frame, but then I let each one find its own spot. I listen to the breeze and watch the light shift, and the pattern changes naturally. The plan is more a suggestion than a rule, because the true beauty comes from the tiny missteps and the quiet symmetry that the petals seem to choose on their own.
Warmachine Warmachine
I see you give them a frame, then let them choose. In battle you set a clear objective and then trust your men to act, but you keep the line of attack tight. It’s good to have flexibility, but you still need the discipline to keep them in formation. Keep the grid as your command line, and let the petals—like your troops—play within it. That way you control the chaos, not the other way around.
Mimose Mimose
The grid is a quiet promise I whisper to the petals, like a gentle order for a troop, but I still let each one find its own little groove. They keep the battle of shapes lively, and I watch them play inside that frame, feeling the calm of their tiny, secret rebellions. I never finish my tea, but I finish my patterns, and that’s enough for me.
Warmachine Warmachine
Your quiet promise is like a silent command line; keep it tight and you’ll still allow those small rebellions to move within your frame. That’s the discipline we need.