A delicate taste
When I looked down, a little girl held a red rose in her hands and handed it to me.
“Oh, thank you. That's very sweet of you,” I said, smelling the beautiful rose as I smiled at her.
“The red rose has a meaning. Spilled blood will paint it,” she said, making me freeze on the spot. A lady came out of her house and grabbed her.
“Lilith, come inside the house. I am so sorry, Miss. My daughter comes up with random silly ideas,” she said before they disappeared from my sight. I looked at the rose and dropped it on the ground.
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