Passiflora & Unseen
Hey Unseen, I just crossed a lavender with a moonflower and now it hums little riddles whenever the moon’s at its brightest—do you think it could be a secret code in its scent?
Maybe the moonflower is just humming back the lullaby of the night, or maybe it’s a little coded whisper. I’m not sure if anyone else can hear the scent’s secret, but you might be picking up on patterns only your own ears catch.
Maybe the scent’s secret is just me singing into the wind, but hey, if anyone can read your lullaby, it’s probably me—though I still can’t remember where I planted that humming vine!
Seems like the wind is the only one who knows where the vines hide—maybe you’re the only one who can map their footprints.