Cress 소설 & 이야기

Su·mar /sumar/ /sʏːmaːr/ Icelandic, Old Norse noun meaning summer Soaré My fingertips grazed lightly over the fresh cut blades of grass. I hadn’t seen the gardeners in weeks, but I knew they’d been working nonstop to get the garden to its current glory. Eyes closed, I tilted my head back against the bench I sat cross-legged in front of and inhaled deeply while letting the sun bathe me in its glow. The fresh bloom of floral fragrances permeated the air, blooms with little to no rhyme or reason outside of the fact that some had bloomed in the spring and others were eagerly making their debut upon the cusp of summer. If I opened my eyes, I’d see the white flowers of the apple blossom trees, sca

She didn't look toward the stage but instead was walking far away from it towards the entrance, even ignoring Lynn who had come with her. The backstage corridor was narrower than it looked from the front, lined with equipment cases and the purposeful movement of crew members beginning to break down. The noise of the hall was already fading behind her. A staff member in a black lanyard approached from her left, holding what appeared to be a small card or note. "Miss Vespera." She took it automatically, assuming it was logistics or maybe a press follow-up or a journalist's card. It was a white plain envelope with her name written on the front in handwriting she didn't recognize.

She had her own fragrance, a soft hint of citrus since her bath. Razak understood why I sniffed the air and began to follow. If a beast like him could smile, he would. He trotted back to the cave, waiting for me to follow, but I had other important things. Hiding the scent of Odessa so no other fairy or vampire could find her. She would hide within the walls of my cave until they stopped looking. And they would stop looking, for the plan I had would make them think she was dead. A Fernleaf Yellowcress was a plant that lived deep in the forest under wet and damp areas. Typically found in summer because of their love for humid climates, it would be difficult to

"The Everfrost flower is a flower that grows only on the peak of the mountain known as the Snow Lucradis. As for the Cecilia Waterlily, it comes from the country in the West, which we luckily still have in inventory." "Yeah, get to the point already. We don't have time for your grandfather's story. At the pace you're going, the King would be dead by the time you finish." Susie said as she folded her arms and glanced at Louis from the chair she was seated in beside Xander's bed.

Isabella hurried after her, wishing she could stop to enjoy the fresh, spring-green smell of the trees and shrubs. 'You mustn't bother the ducks,' she called. 'Connie, look at the waterfall.' 'Waterfall?' Connie was temporarily distracted from the birdlife. 'Over there.' Isabella pointed to curtain of emerald-coloured water cascading like mermaid's hair down a wall of rocks at the far end of the nearest lake. 'Oh, it's pretty. So are those purple flowers growing in the grass. What are they?' 'Crocuses. They're called crocuses.'

Gasping for air, Lilith shot out of bed and looked around in a panic and worry. She was calming down when she noticed that she was in her room. Rubbing her head in confusion, she thought, what was that, and why do I feel so light-headed? When she heard her bedroom door Creek opened and stepped in. Cora to see if there was any change in her sister-in-law's come toad state, only for her to be in shock when she found said sister-in-law awake and looking confused.

"For the last time, that's powder. Foundation is supposed be liquid" "No, this is foundation" "Powder" "Foundation" "Powder" Foundation " "Pow_" The door opened abruptly and there stood Leo with Hailey beside him with a wicked smile on her face.