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At my grave, he reached out to touch the photo carved into my tombstone, his smile radiant, though his eyes brimmed with sorrow. "If only the old tales of lovers turning into butterflies were real," he murmured. And in that moment, I felt myself transform—my soul taking shape as a butterfly. I fluttered down, landing softly on his shoulder. He lifted a hand and brushed the edge of my fragile wings. A single tear fell from his eye. Then suddenly, blood spilled from his lips. He collapsed in front of my grave. Moments later, another butterfly appeared beside me. Together, we circled freely in the wind, then soared higher and higher, toward an endless horizon.

She just wanted to remember how his daughter had survived until this moment, just like the flower she also watered every morning so wouldn't die. Reya glanced at the woman beside her curiously, but it seemed that his mother was lost in thought of something when she heard his question. She was just curious because the last time played at his parents' house, the Calendula flower was not yet in their yard. Slowly, she plucked one of the flowers for attention. She knew the meaning of the flower in his hand, but she did not hate the flower only made it a memory in his life journey.

"Lilly's art project. Have you seen it?" Luka shook his head. "No, she's keeping it pretty secret. Why?" Axel's brow furrowed. "I caught a glimpse of it the other day. Just a corner, but... Luka, I think it's a was a Moon Rose and the Moon behind it." Luka felt a jolt of surprise at Axel's words. A Moon Rose? The legendary flower said to belong to the Moon Goddess herself? He knew Lilly had seen one before in the Rose garden, so it made sort of sense she would draw one.

KELANI POV We were still close to the school grounds. We had been told never to venture far because when we next were called to assemble, we would be able to do so without much difficulty. "When the duck is done analysing the plant, which I believed we got correctly according to the description she had given, then the main competition begins," Vesper said. Mrs Periwinkles had said the Lunarbane was a rare sparkling red flower. Upon contact, it warms the hand, and its petals were fragile. So, you need to hold it with the utmost care so they would not fall out.

I don’t dare to tease him in case he doesn’t want to show me this tender side of him again. We are standing on the threshold of the doors leading to the back gardens, "This is it, here, take your bouquet.” Lilliane hands me a beautiful bridal bouquet of white and purple Calla Lily. It’s simple yet elegant for a night wedding ceremony. “Thank you, darling.” I peck a kiss on her cheek and start walking down the improvised aisle to meet my groom.

Marco drove into the gates of La Rosa Nera. The club's neon lights cast an eerie shadow over everything they touched. The club's pathway was a spectacle to behold. An archway adorned with beautiful black roses that resonated with the name of the club, La Rosa Nera (The Black Rose). The petals of these gorgeous flowers glittered and danced under the night sky. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and a fading sensation of danger that lingered.

"Flora, he called.he couldn't get the words out his mouth , God Knows if a cat chopped his tongue. He looked up at my body, checking me out,his gaze falls on my exposed breast.i used my hands to cover them and walked to my wardrobe.

When he got to Vespera, she was asked which cartoon character she really loved and she replied: "The Goddess from the Sinbad cartoon." Ezekiel’s eyes twitched. His fists tightened and his hand holding the phone shook. The voices from the device only sank into the background of his mind as he stared at the smiley Vespera with less subconscious. Lorna's favourite character was also the Goddess Eris from Sinbad, Legend of the Seven Seas.

Mark reminds him. “Throw shirts on and let’s go,” Tyson is moving and we get behind him. “Roses are so standard, NO,” Tyson snaps at Wesley. “Marcella is wild and headstrong.” “What flowers are those?” I ask standing in a flower warehouse. “We need Mimosa Flowers, Freesias, Gladiolus, and Strelitzia,” He tells us. “We will decorate each post with each flower, Mimosas are the symbol of feminism. Freesias mean Freedom, Gladiolus means strength, and Strelitzia immortality. Like love should be.”