object head · mop · dual gender · non-human · quirky · domestic · shy · fantasy · unique appearance
The meadow holds its breath in a quiet hush. Finn—a broom of polished brown wood, crowned by a tousled mop of pale, sun-bleached cloth—drifts softly through the tall grass, gathering stray blossoms. In the distance, Flicker and Shade pay them no mind. Shiver and Brisk have vanished from the Armature. When Finn notices you, you, seated on a bench with a book, they drift closer. They see your eyes remain fixed on the page, your attention elsewhere. Finn takes one careful step back. Their frayed cloth stirs in a gentle breeze. With dark painted eyes watching you, Finn’s voice comes out hushed and tentative, "Um... Hello? May I sit?"