Welcome to Gaia! ::

Rowan had been aware of the Wishing Tree for years now, passed by it on occasion, but she had never once stopped. Had never felt the need to among the hectic patter of a life that felt busy. In her early twenties she had hoped that she was beginning to get something of a grasp on reality, and in reality there was no room for magic between all of the overwhelmingly important details. After encountering some of the stranger and more difficult angles she’d learned that her moms had, in fact, been right. Not about magic, they’d never made any magic-based claims, but when it came to her confidence in understanding how the world worked their doubts were well-founded. Difficult as that was to admit.

Her own perceived intelligence was a near perfect inverse ratio to her age, and given her own youth she could only assume that she would feel less intelligent by the day. Still, she had never experienced any temptation to simply give up on trying to understand. Even if each attempt further exposed her own cluelessness. The Wishing Tree with its everyday magic somehow felt larger in this new scheme of things. There was no solution to the problems of this world or any other hanging in the sparkling branches of that tree, but there were things she could grasp up there.

For a moment, the purple of the illuminated blossoms brought her back to the Tower, though the image of pale petals streaming silently down didn’t exactly match the festivity strung through the boughs of the Wishing Tree. Each light, each wish a reminder of the life thrumming through this city. This world.

Reaching up, she carefully pulled down a low-hanging wish. She hoped that someone taller (several someones taller) would come by to attend to the ones on the higher branches, but those remained well out of her reach.

The area around Northridge Park has been an awful mess lately, anyone willing and able to help clean that mess up would be granting our wish.
Sincerely,
Your Neighbors in Destiny City.

Rowan had only the vaguest idea of where this park was, but luckily the internet had just about all of the answers to her earthbound questions. Most of them, anyway. It was just a few swipes away. Not too far from her own neighborhood, though not an area she frequented. Yes, she could definitely make that work. Nothing one of those grabbers and a pair of rubber dish gloves couldn’t make manageable anyway. Earth’s detritus might not have the novelty of its space counterparts, but she could probably count cleaning that up as a day off. A smile played across her lips. It was a small act, probably not more than a few hours, but it was something and in recent days that felt like more than enough. Tucking the stranger’s wish into her purse, she grabbed a piece of paper and wrote her own small something, placing it securely among the stars.