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I could drown in them without making an attempt to survive. "Daniel, you need to get up. The stitches on your back have opened. You are bleeding. I need to stitch them again." Flower spoke as she tore away her gaze from mine as a deep shade of red crept up her cheeks. As her words slowly registered in my overwhelmed brain. I picked myself from her as I stood up. Eleanor was quick to respond as she got up from the bed too. Damn, did my presence have no effect on her senses like she did on mine? Looks like I have a long way to go.

My training and reflexes prompt me to raise my gun in response, ready to pull the trigger first. The shooter is on the ground badly wounded, I have the advantage, but then I realize it's Blaz. A sense of relief mixes with confusion as we look at each other, and finally Blaz lets out a sigh as he recognizes me. I also let out air without being as loud as he is. Blaz curses in pain and drops the gun, the wound in his shoulder was visible, the one he was trying to control with pressure from his right hand. “I never thought I'd sigh to see you, you idiot," Blaz mumbles, with a pained gasp.

"Don't break your promise later or I might have to break your arm." "Yes ma'am" Purple gave him a tight hug and grinned, making funny, mischievous faces at me. "Thank you Shawn, you are the best brother in the whole wide world." She said loudly, intentionally attacking me. "And you are the best sister in the whole wide world." Shawn returned her gesture, playing along. I shook my head as I watched their display. "Clowns!" I muttered. A waiter walked up to me and bowed. "Young master, here is the menu you requested for." He said and handed a notebook computer over to me.

Chapter 20 - Confession 'Akira is like cherry blossoms on a spring day. She blooms beautifully and eye-catching, which captures my heart. A bright sun gives me warmth after a cold winter; she is like a breeze on the seaside that embraces me wherever I go. She touches me, kisses me, soothing my senses.' – those shallow words popped up in my head that I've never said.

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“No. Older. These were the Silent Keepers. They didn’t sing the bloom into being. They held it—kept it from unraveling.” Mikkel straightened. “And they failed.” Solen nodded once. “Because they were alone.” A silence fell between us, heavier than the dead wind. That night, under the fractured moons of Kainora, the bloomwood rose again. It began with a whisper—small, gentle. A tremble beneath the ground. Then a single sprout broke the crystal crust, glowing faintly with inner light. We circled it, holding the silence. Then Kaia sang—soft, a melody unfamiliar but instinctual. A memory of a song that had not yet existed.

" Then get ready." Bankotsu slowly exhales as he pulls out his white lotus flower. I was a little taken back at how the poor little thing survived Bankotsu's harsh treatment all these years after being puck from its home pond. The flower had no signs of wilt or even damage. It looked exactly like it was, moments before Bankotsu plucked it. As Bankotsu lifts the flower before him and slowly exhales, petals of the lotus flower start to fall, in front of him and piling up by the millions just a distance away. It all started swirling around slowly forming.

His emotions tangled into a knot, and when he thought about the past, panic crawled up his spine. After all, Madeline had stood by him through his darkest days. … When Madeline came in to get a glass of water, she noticed something had changed in the living room. Flower petals were scattered across the floor, and a candlelit dinner for two sat waiting on the table. The sight felt almost laughable. She didn't need grand gestures anymore. What was the point of putting on a show like this? Madeline's brows furrowed. Then, she raised a hand to cover her mouth and nose.

Elara I felt it before we clearly saw the Bloodbloom. I think we all felt it. The Vale thinned. It withdrew as we edged closer to the Bloodbloom. I slowed, “There,” I said quietly. Trees opened into a circular clearing as we approached. At the center, a single plant bloomed— petals unfurling in deep crimson layers that glistened wetly. “The Bloodbloom,” one of the guards whispered. Its petals pulsed faintly, like a heartbeat.

Veyra tries to maintain order, but even she’s unnerved. “It’s waiting,” she says. “For what?” The Hunter’s voice is grim. ***For the Seed to make a mistake.*** The static in me shifts, harmonizing with the Seed’s song. It’s not just curious—it’s *hungry*. --- **The Blooming** The flowers begin to change. Their petals harden into crystalline scales, their cores pulsing with a faint, green light. The Forgotten who touch them vanish, their mutations evolving into something… else.