[@Rune_Alchemist][@Stern Algorithm]

	Dirka looked at it curiously. She got close, and with much drama, plucked one string. A beautiful note echoed. She jumped up with a smile in surprise. She plucked it again. Another note, this time deeper in pitch. She clapped giddily, then rushed her sibling into a bear hug, with enough force to break a human in half. [color=#9400D3]"Thank you! Thank you my mad brother! Only one as ingenius as you could make something that makes tunes only a vocal could create! You truly are everyone's favorite playmate!"[/color] She then let him go in remembrance. [color=#9400D3]"I almost forgot! I brought you something as well! Something that would surely catch your mind's will!"[/color] From her robes she produced a seed. She placed it were the harp was sitting then began to sing while playing the harp.
[center][color=#9400D3][i]"Rushing rivers,
tender caregivers,
let this one grow.
Give it strength!
Give it length!
Make it never low!
Make it clearly sparkle bright,
like a beacon in the night!
For this flower's gleam
is my brothers prized glistening seam!
For knowledge is power,
but power is beauty,
so let everyone know
this grows..."[/i][/color][/center]

	In the seeds place grew a white flower with a gray aura. When the last note was done, she went to it and scooped it up. She shushed and cooed it like she would one of her wisps, and offered it to Iva. [color=#9400D3]"So everyone knows the beauty in simplicity. For learning is simple, in all authenticity!"[/color] Then she cocked her head, and after a moment she frowned. [color=#9400D3]"It seems the long exoskeletal arm of the law is at your door. I hope it eventually falls on the floor."[/color]