Glass Flowers Blaschka Novels & Stories

CHLOE'S POV I thought Cillian would make the potion himself, but instead, he took us both to another area inside the Castle that I had just found out about, and handed the flowers that had been stored inside a medium-sized and heavy wooden chest to one of his men there. He called them “the scientist” and I could see that they were working with glass tubes of various sizes and shapes, some even curved like snakes, wearing huge glasses on their eyes, face mask, and gloves. That white room had the brightest light I’ve ever seen, not to mention the cleanest.

The house had a RENT TO OWN sign out front with a phone number on it. Katie carefully held the Rosarium Glass in both hands, stroking the multicolored stained roses one by one now with her right thumb, tilting it as she went, warming the etched pieces of color with her touch. The surface of the glass swirled as if it were liquid, glowing like liquid mercury illuminated by the last scattering light of the sun’s rays. The air shimmered—the smell of roses came on the breeze. They stood surrounding her in a half-circle in the field of rippling cattails and grass.

Michaël teased laughing showing his teethless gums. Dana poured some of the melted white gold into the molds she made and started concentrating on grinding the colored glass. “Can I help?” Ben felt a heartache as he saw her meticulously grinding the glass. “It needs to be grinded into a fine powder.” Dana knitted her brows. “Okay.” Ben took the mortar and pestle from Dana; He was surprised at heavy it was. She took another set and started grinding a red colored glass stone. A couple of steps later the glass paste was ready, the lotus leaf base set in white gold, Dana carefully filled the lotus leaf with the green colored glass paint leaving the white gold veins and an area with the red color

Turns out that the Guiding lady was even funnier among us! After showing and explaining everything and how they’re used, we came up to the compartment that had rooms made up of glasses. Those glasses were special in the way that they dimmed and blurred automatically once you approached them in the distance of like five feet. It wasn’t visible what was inside them, but clearly the lab wasn’t as new as they claimed! It was fully functional with some kind of Secrets or political enigmas.

Mahira stood dazed as she looked at 2 glass boxes that stood vertically before her eyes, when she'd closed her eyes she clearly remembered it wasn’t there, but now, as she opened her eyes, she stood frozen staring at those 2 glass boxes, they were beautifully decorated in many rich jewels and rubies with golden rim all around it, blue roses adorned the box at several places looking more a painting and not real flowers, at the bottom of the glass boxes were the same rich tribal art full of their culture

Mikhail asked as he found himself at a loss of words. The study was filled with a variety of things. From books, scrolls, weapons, unknown objects, you name it. Mikhail looked around until Louis called him towards a table filled with an intricate device. He peered at it curiously as he saw Louis tinker with some potions, creating a concoction of weird colouration. "The flower, please." Louis asked as he glanced towards Mikhail, his hand awaiting the flower. Mikhail nodded and handed Louis the lavamore flower as he saw Louis' eyes lighting up.

It went from surprise to astonishment, to disbelief, and finally speechlessness. In the end, Aldor told her that the glasses were made by a prestigious wine glass and decanter manufacturer in Dereland. The wine decanted by the wine glasses would taste extremely mellow. The foot of the glasses was even embedded with jewels. A single wine glass was priced near a million. As they entered, Felicity spotted Corbin immediately. Like a cat approaching its prey, Felicity darted over to him so quickly that Stella failed to stop her. "Keegan, Stella."

Cora marveled in awe while Rose and I just gawked in silence. In front of us stood a beautiful glass edifice that seemed like a miniature version of the castle itself, shimmering in the soft golden light that filtered through the trees. The structure was magnificent, every inch of it crafted with such intricate detail that I couldn’t help but stare in awe. The glass walls rose high, curving gracefully into domes crowned with delicate spires, each one more intricate than the last. The glass itself was so clear, so pure, that it almost seemed to glow, catching and reflecting the light in a way that made the entire palace appear to be bathed in a soft, ethereal glow.

The connection to Layla is too strong to ignore. Layla’s POV My spirits are high as I drive into Starfall. Of all the things we found most difficult and costly to acquire, glass bottles were by far at the top of the list. We made our own at first, but we had to blow them by hand. But now we have to import them, though we still use the hand-blown glasses for our special vintages. Thornheart Kingdom has a proper bottle-making factory, and even without dropping Vincent’s name, which I tried to avoid both for secrecy and pride, I secured an excellent contract that would procure all the bottles we needed for a fair trade in wine and preserves.

A whole lot! “Today really is a good day!” I gushed, beaming with smiles as I looked out the light room. Its glass floor to ceiling wall allowing for the incredible view of the white orchid flowers, blending perfectly with the deep red dahlias and night blooming jasmines. Absolutely beautiful! Especially under the sun after they’ve been watered at noon already. While staring pleasantly, my mind drifted again to a certain looming darkness-Eliot. His private garage faced just this side of the mansion, so remembering was not abnormal.