Cherry Blossoms After Winter Characters Novels & Stories

In less than half an hour, I rushed back, panting heavily. The moment I pushed open the door, the room was deathly quiet, and my heart sank. I stumbled into the nursery. Hubert was just walking out. The instant he saw me, his expression betrayed a hint of guilt. Then, he quickly smiled and took the cake from my hands. He looked up and called out to Belinay. “Honey, come down and have some cake.” I looked down at Charlotte. She was sleeping peacefully, and I breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Selin POV Several months later…….. Spring came to the neutral district quietly. It always did. In the particular softness of the season arriving in small gestures. The cherry trees along the main road beginning to bloom. The market vendors opening their awnings earlier in the morning. The quality of the light changing from the flat grey of winter to something warmer, more directional, full of intention. I was behind the bar.

It was a secret that he and his friends, Kwang hee and Joo Ho, arranged for him. Enlisting for the school's varsity team was a pipe dream that was taking shape. He was willing to risk it all, even if it's against his mother's will. The sun was out, but the cool breeze of spring splashed is in the air. Cherry blossoms were in full bloom. Every time the wind blew, thousands of pink petals burst into the air like white and pink butterflies on the loose. The streets were a sea of pastel hues as if walking into a wonderland.

He wondered. Some moments later, the large gate opened for them to go in. A long tiled road came into view. It was such a beautiful setting. At each side of the road, beautiful flowers and tress were planted. They were still in Saint Hok but Dante felt like he entered another world entirely. They passed through a vineyard and an orchard. The apples on the apple fruits looked too good to eat.

We stepped down onto the stoned steps around the fountain where there were bare flowers. "That's rather odd, those should be fully in bloom this season." Senya whispers, continuing down the path towards the trees. Underneath my favorite tree, the Cherry Blossom tree. There sat an older woman and Atticus. He was helping her drink some kind of tea, he hadn't seen us yet as we stepped more into view, where the herbs from earlier laid in a bowl he placed on the ground for the time being. Barinor was right, that look, Atticus wore it upon his face as well, his love was pure, and it made my heart aflutter.

Ming bowed and was about to walk away, just then, she heard a masculine voice, “Did you lose someone who was also like this cherry blossom?” Ming turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a hat and glasses. He stood beside her and looked up at the tree. Ming hummed in response, “Hmm… when I was about to end my life, she came as a new beginning, like this cherry blossom. That day was the first day of spring and as well as of my new life…” “Hmm… some people are indeed like that. So today is her birthday or funeral? And why pink roses under cherry blossom tree?” that man asked.

The floors were made of smooth white wood, and the only thing that brought color to the place was the pink cherry blossom tree sitting in the middle of the inner courtyard. The beauty of the flowers raining from the tree was nothing compared to the beauty sitting underneath the tree reading a book. His white hair was glistening as always, and his eyes held a bore. It was like an infinite void, expressionless and cold, even as he read a book. He was clothed in white attire, and his skin was almost the shade of his clothes. Again, the cherry blossoms could not compare to the stolid beauty that was before Mordeu. “Cillian could not bring himself to deceive her any further. His heart did not lie

I went to a shop to buy something for her parents but ran into her, the person who was supposed to be attending classes. Smiling happily, she held Charles with one hand and Caleb with the other. During both lives, she would only smile like that with Charles around. I did not disturb them. Instead, I quietly bought the things I wanted and left. When I walked past a bookstore, I gave some sweets to the shop owner. He took great care of me when I was in school. Besides, he would ask about my intentions first when he needed a part-timer in his shop. I bade him goodbye before leaving. “Thank you for taking care of me, Mr. Fowler.”

I had believed that I had all the time in the world for us to know each other and that if we were meant to be together, it would happen in its own time. Like a blind man, I wandered into the living-room, my gaze skittering around as if searching for something. It stopped on the cushions Cherry had made. Covers that bore my mate’s namesake: Cherry blossom. It was one of the little quirks I’d learned about her over the last few months as she’d shared her designs with me. In every one, she liked to hide her mark in it somewhere. Even in the clothes she made, she’d invariably stitched the detail of two cherries in. It was her signature in every piece she made.

The tree blossoms all year round and never withers away with the seasons. The peach blossom tree is like no other, it's special to her. It is her Grandmother Willow's spirit. Even life after death, her grandmother's spirit have stayed with her all these years. Protecting her and guiding her. Without her Grandmother Willow's spirit, she would have been lonely on the Forbidden Mountain. As her footsteps got closer to the house, the peach blossom branches was waving excitedly at her. She smiles as she feels the warmth emitting from the tree. Her heart thumps in excitement as the tree's branches welcome her into its arms.