Chapter 8

I have seen the garden plentiful times, I just have not ever cared to delve deeper into the flowers. I found them beautiful, yes, I enjoyed looking at them and then getting lost in thought. I felt as though I were walking around in heaven.

Master Abigor's manor spans out as wide as the eye can see and around the Victorian styled mansion covered in green vines growing on the stone walls, was the gardens and beautifully green grass.

There were flowers of every colour and every kind. It was breath taking. It was late at night and I was supposed to be in bed at this time, getting what Lydia called, beauty sleep. Yet I was outside, walking around the gardens looking at each flower. I did not see flowers that I was used to. There was not a single daffodil, there were only flowers that I could not name.

These flowers had to be rare, I was certain of it.

They were almost daunting to look at, looking at