MYO-8875: Beo Othin

O’Feirmeoir is so excited she is practically vibrating with it. Scratch that, she is physically vibrating. Currently, she is in her little kitchen, dirty pots and bowls piled in the sink. Her ears twitch rhythmically, the vines and leaves rustling along with the tune she hums as she puts together a heart shaped box of chocolates on her kitchen table. She can’t help the twitch of her feet as...

'This is too much,' is Beo’s thought. Surrounded by books and paper and ink, he agonizes over a list of flower names. Ink is splattered across the page from Beo’s feverish writing and indecision...