Flower Mirror Brave Frontier Novels & Stories

"Is there any news?" "Yes. We've obtained it. However, as you mentioned, Grimflower is very hard to distinguish and can easily be confused with Beamflower. We'd appreciate it if you could verify it yourself. "We've paid half of the money. If it turns out not to be Grimflower, a refund can be arranged at any time," the caller said. Felix smiled. "Alright. Give me the address, and I'll head over now." Just as he hung up the phone, Warren came out of the washroom.

"Here, take my hand. Even if you fall, I'll be there to help you stand back up again" His Flower's Point Of View The thick stench of blood was strong in the smoke filled air. My nose wrinkled as I inhaled the scent. My instincts had me gagging, maybe too loudly. Another scream echoed from not too far away and I squeezed my eyes shot, willing the horrifying sound of pain to disappear. A small sound of desperation escaped my parted lips and I froze in my position. That was loud. More loud than I thought it would be.

The First Vampire spoke and it was the first time I saw him smile as he stared at the empty wall at the other end of the hallway. "Elnea?" Curiosity sparked inside me upon hearing the name of a flower I've never heard of before. My question made The First Vampire chuckle. "Have you seen a sword, a fairy and a flower on the flag of Eleneas? What do you call it?" "Yea? It's a lily? What about it?"

he snickered. Mila pouted but ignored him. "Here," Mila spoke pressing the flower in his hands. Arthur stared at it with disbelief. "We should get more of these," Arthur whispered, staring at the beautiful blossom. Out of the fog, under the sunlight, Mila now saw how marvelous the flower was. It was neither red, nor orange. It was a mix of various colours and it felt as if with every blink of an eye, it was changing shade. "This is mesmerizing," Mila whispered, bringing forth Grace's wolf vision and seeing a rainbow erupt from every inch of the flower.

Sunflower added. “Confidence and having the ability to…” Rose’s speech was cut short by a deafening explosion. She quickly cast her eyes to the source of it and was stunned. For the large sword of the water giant conjured had been broken! And there was a figure air walking towards the giant’s head with a serene expression on his face. “You were saying?” Sunflower smiled gleefully. Rose only shook her head and took a step back. As long as the boy was fine, nothing mattered. Not even her own pride.

Inside a grand hall within the valley, High Elder Valerius and the other elders gazed upon a massive mirror of ice that displayed the world outside. When the storm suddenly ceased, every elder in the room gasped. On the surface of the mirror, Rayden could be seen sitting unconscious amidst the silence. And on his forehead, shining faintly, was a snowflower emblem with six petals, glowing with pure white light, as though carved from frozen moonlight. One of the eldest among the council, who had lived through the turning of ages, rose trembling from his seat, his wrinkled eyes wide with disbelief.

"However, it doesn't state that this method is merely a bargain. Sacrificing your soul doesn't mean committing suicide; it simply means exchanging your pearl for the so-called peace. But then again, to what extent should we trust the words of evil?" Qilong snapped his fingers, and a few seconds later, a wildflower surfaced, levitating in the air. It had three pink petals and a white, furry stem. Miracle plucked it and subconsciously brought it close to her nose. The smell was too sharp. Her hand flinched, dropping the flower to the ground before she had time to think. The next moment, it burned into a blackish cinder, igniting a line of fiery flames.

I will do that later when I do my studies. I find a fallen tree to hide under and I fluff up some of the fallen leaves to further hide me. Let's see if they can find me now! As I peek through a hole in the leaves, I see an area between the trees start to blur and shift into a shimmering mirror. Within the mirror, I see sprawling hills coated in jasmine and butterfly flowers. It is absolutely breathtaking. As I am admiring the landscape, two figures emerge singing the exact same song that my mother did. Peace and love wash over me and I feel Regina vibrate with joy.

A great sacrifice must be paid for favor so great. With that thought in mind, I fought over the pounding in my head, succeeding to open my eyes. The first thing to come in sight was the mop of blond hair, lying beside me, her bare back exposed to me, half covered by the light sheet. I stared at the deep red lines that run down her fair skin, images of last night flashing in my mind. Anger, pain…that was all I could see.