Book About Grass Novels & Stories

She knocked out Ada beside her. I gasped as I approached them. "Anna, did you find something?" Dr. Helena brushed off the dirt and looked at me. "What is illusion grass?" Holly was still puzzled. "Illusion grass is a green plant that emits pleasant sounds, containing illusion essence, which can affect the body's hearing and thinking, making people obey the grass's commands and ultimately becoming its slaves." "It can unearth the deepest desires in people's hearts. Those enchanted by its sound will be trapped in illusions until consumed by it. In other words, those white ashes are actually the remains of werewolves devoured by illusion grass."

Rex asked, peering into Cassius’s opened palm, his face riddled with puzzlement. “This grass is to ease the symptoms of blood month for a woman,” Cassius said, lifting the grass up for Rex to see. “There is one downside to it though,” he said, trailing off as another snort of laughter prevented further words. “Well?” Rex asked, not being able to contain a smile at Cassius’s uncontained laugh. “If a male consumes the blood grass…” he said doing his best to stifle another laugh, “That person will experience an hour of the worst possible diarrhoea imaginable.”

If I think about it, the geography changed drastically after leaving the forest. I'd like to go back for my backpack, there I have some medicinal plants that I have previously used to treat wounds. It's actually a grass, it grows as a single long leaf, then curls and falls under its own weight until it hits the ground. Seen from afar it appears as if a large ring of thin grass is buried. Sadly, I haven't been able to find them with the naked eye so far, I got no choice but use analyze on plants that i'm not familiar with, in hopes to find something useful.

Quill answered. Without replying to him, Howard was staring at the willow tree that was standing by the river as it was bending down to it. The tree looked so weak like it would break if the wind hit it when the truth is they never bend! Except for its sorrowful state, it's strong enough to defeat the wind.

Demetrius asked, confused by the word that held no bearing in any conversation they’d been having. “Grass,” Jamie repeated, crouching down, and running her hand through the green carpet that reflected the pale light of the moon. She wiggled her toes, flexing them to grab at the slender blades like they were the most interesting thing she’d encountered in some time. “This is what it feels like…” Jamie plucked a blade from the ground, twirling it between her fingers. “It’s…different than I imagined.” She flopped onto her back with her limbs splayed in her repose, taking her time to appreciate her mundane surroundings. Jamie’s words brought more questions, the kind that were equally perplexing

The grass before his eyes was turning yellow and dark, to finally become completely silver-gray like metal! "Is this... a sword?" Ding Hao was stunned to find that every blade of grass that had previously formed the endless grassland was actually an extremely delicate and small sword. They were put together densely, becoming a fake grassland and with the tender green color and the endless vitality. "What kind of world is this?"

Standing in front of the rising and falling light clusters around him, Caspian thought for a moment and raised his finger. The spiritual Qi formed a line, pulling a green grass over. This grass was only as long as an adult's palm and had three leaves. However, it not only had clear meridians, but also gave people a feeling of vitality and growth. As he held it in his palm, a faint fragrance immediately wafted into Caspian's nose. Instantly, Caspian's mouth and tongue were full of excitement, and his footsteps became much lighter. "Three-immortal Grass." A faint thought really rose in Caspian's mind. Suddenly, he used his Divine Sense and turned to look back.

But finally Alissa pushed through the last of the brambles to find her little clearing. A sigh of relief left her before she laid on the soft grass, she had found this clearing while exploring as a child. The grass was broken by spongy moss which made for a very comfortable place. Hidden from the world; enclosed by trees. It was her island of paradise. She pulled a book out of her bag and laid it next to her, enjoying the breeze across her face.

It’s driving me crazy. “Want to sit down?” He asks. He must’ve seen me admiring the soft appearance of the grass before. He sits first, and I follow, for lack of anything better to do. I was right: the grass feels like threads of silk. I run my hands through it as though it were a girl's hair. I start at the roots, curling my fingertips slightly into the soft earth, and then slowly run a handful of grass through my fingers. I can’t help myself, I lay down, giggling a little. I continue to run my hands through the thick grass, thinking about how easy it would be to sleep here. The cool night breeze smells like cotton and dreams, and for a second I think I almost do fall asleep.

"Is there Green Plum Grass in Debonaire City?" Adrian wanted to confirm this information and avoid going on a fruitless trip since Rozi's condition was critical. Andre was surprised. The Green Plum Grass was a rare and excellent medicinal herb, but it was extremely scarce. It was challenging to grow, and only a few seedlings survived each year.