Blue Spider Lily Mga Nobela at Kwento

The balcony is made from plants mostly, and some purple and blue flowers. Wisteria, bellflower, foxglove, lavender, purplish blue veronica, freesia, blue-tinted statice, and cornflowers. They are beautiful, so eternal but if you look closely you see they aren't full of life. There's something strange in those color shades. Like they are out of the world. So dark and so full of... I don't recognize this thing. Maybe, I'm just delusional. Yes, I might be, being here in this 'too much too purple' world where I feel all kinds of foreign emotions and all kinds of shades of blue and violet.

Marissa POV. Walking beside Kai as we reach the area where the Ice Lily grows, I’m in awe at the sight of the flowers in bloom. The scent is sweet with a bite of cold. My eyes widen at the sight. I move closer as I go to my knees in front of one. I reach out to touch it but draw my hand back. The petals are icy blue with white edging; the stem is white. The filaments are white grading up to blue and the anther is white. I close my eyes as I breathe in the fragrance. It’s harmless in this state. It smells like a crisp winter’s morning after the first snow.

Unlike it, the other plants had normal brown stems and green leaves, with their flowers being the only parts with colors other than green and brown. I wondered if Mum would be mad at me if she found out that I plucked one of those flowers, especially this very unique one. But I wanted to show it to Darian because the blue color reminded me of the shooting stars we had seen last night. I knew what to do. I’d show Darian the plant, then quickly hurry back and put it back into the soil. Smart idea. With that, I carefully pulled the blue plant out of the soil, making sure that the roots didn’t cut as I pulled it out. Once it was out, I paced off, running back into the castle to meet Darian.

It was a barren wasteland, a piece of earth that had been passed around like a bad debt for decades. My heart skipped a beat. This was it. In my past life, I had watched from the sidelines as this land was mocked as a "charity case" for the auction house. People called the buyer a fool. But I knew the truth. The land didn't reject life; it was simply nurturing something far more precious than common grain. The soil was rich in a very specific, rare mineral composition that acted as poison to normal plants but served as the perfect holding place for the Obsidian Lily. The Obsidian Lily was a flower that didn't grow toward the sun; it drew its energy from the minerals in the earth and the moon

As for the Red Spider Lily… A reporter walked toward Charmine and inquired curiously, “Ms. Jordan, may I ask if this is truly a Red Spider Lily? Is there such a gigantic Red Spider Lily in the world?” “Yeah, I have to thank a friend for this. She invited me to the forest yesterday, and I discovered this gigantic Red Spider Lily by accident,” Charmine’s red lips shifted into a small smile as she answered elegantly. At Moonlight Shore, Waverly happened to have overheard the live stream someone was playing. Hearing Charmine’s reply, she felt anger bursting out from her chest.

Hahaha She looked into her bag then dipped her hand into it and brought out two bars of candy Cindy: chocolate 🍫 or vanilla? Blue: huh? Cindy : we'll just break the two bars into two, so the both of us could have both chocolate and vanilla. She did so and handed them over to Blue. She began to eat hers immediately and Blue tried to eat it too Blue: wow, delicious. It's even better than water Lilly seeds Cindy: what's water lily seeds. Blue: uhmm, a plant that grows in water Cindy : your house might have been close to a river or lake right?

The room entered another period of silence as we got to work thinking of names to call the plants. “Hey, what did they look like?” Sarah asked. “Oh, they were absolutely gorgeous.” I babbled, “Their flowers had gradient colors on them. The less deadly one had a gradient of red-orange, the red at the tip of the flowers spreading down and blending into orange. While the more deadly one still had the purple color of aconite but with a blue gradient.” “Wow, that does sound gorgeous.” She said, “How about ‘Blue’ for the blue purple plant and then ‘Red’ for the red orange one?”

“It compliments your eyes. She stared at me in confusion, pulled it out, and gazed at it as she twirled it in her hands. “Sephora, what…” "The Red Spider Lily. Our people believe that those who find it are extremely fortunate but more are the people to whom it is gifted. It is rare and its beauty should be appreciated. The same way I appreciate and adore you.” I watched her face light up into a smile and she put it back into her hair. My heart was warmed as I admired how beautiful she looked. There was no doubt that she would make a fine Suprema. "Sephora, Sequoia, greetings.”