Glass Lotus の小説・ストーリー

Its petals shimmered with an otherworldly iridescence, shifting between shades of silver and pale blue as if capturing the very essence of moonlight. Lilly's heart raced as she realised what she was looking at. Moon Roses, the legendary flower of the Moon Goddess herself, were only meant to bloom once in a lifetime, but now a second one had appeared in front of her. At least while she wasn’t in a trance at first, and this one was like the first one, not like the three that everyone thought might be some kind of countdown.

The spreading black pigment on her skin receded and black smoke was oozing from the cut on his cheek. The smoke that came out gathered and coagulated into a black lotus flower. The flower zipped and disappeared before everyone's sight, "got you," everyone heard from within the jungle. Verra soon emerged with the Lotus trapped inside a mana glass bottle covered in runes. The lotus was inside, changing from solid to gas form while attempting to break out of the jar. "What is it?" Delphine asked.

I blurted out. “White Lotus pearl weed? What is that?” Lily's voice cracked up, and everyone in the crowd began whispering. “White Lotus Pearl weed? Isn't it the rarest herb that grows only once in a century? It is said that it can revive the dead.” As soon as these words escaped through one of the elders’ lips, all the Omegas and their mates rushed to get a glimpse of it. Their eyes flashed with jealousy and greed. Among them, Lily was the one who looked the unhappiest.

I smiled at the thought. I was passing by a luxurious jewelry shop, displaying one item in their show window that made me stop. Behind the thick glass, in a pale pink background, a necklace was displayed. What caught my attention was the pendant, shaped as a lotus flower. It immediately reminded me of Irene. 1 Lotus flowers. They bloom in the mud. I had read somewhere that it symbolizes purity and perfection. The flower blossoms in the mud, but its petals emerge clean and bright. Much like it, Irene had preserved her goodness of heart and candidness through the ugly dark times she had been through.

Our carriage was driven to the palace in a crowd. Today's birthday party is more luxurious than usual. In the garden stood a huge jeweled peacock, which reflected the colorful light from the candles around it, making it difficult to look directly at it. There are lotus flowers floating in the lake in the garden. Each lotus flower is scented, making the whole garden filled with a faint fragrance. It's late autumn now. Why are there lotus flowers here? I went to the lake and looked at them carefully. Oh, God, these lotus flowers are not real, but carved out of gold.

Bosley lifted the glass. The moment he did— as if a silent curse had been waiting— the lotus began to wilt before our eyes, petals shrinking, color draining like someone had painted it with despair. Gasps exploded across the auction hall. Billie explained in her mind, 'Snow Lotuses grow in extreme cold. Once you remove it from its habitat it'll go into shock and die.' Bosley's face drained white. "How did this plant die?!" he shouted, voice cracking. "You sold me a fake!"

There was a lotus flower that had not bloomed yet. This lotus flower was called Phantom Lotus—its petals and stems were top-notch medicinal herbs! What was most important was that this lotus flower was one of the six herbs that could be used to detoxify Harry! Sienna was a little surprised. She did not expect that this mission would go smoother than she had imagined, and that she would even find a rare medicinal herb here that could be used to detoxify the toxins in Harry’s body! Sienna picked the Phantom Lotus up and swam back to the shore.

Or maybe he had more to hide than I did. I handed the bottle back to him without meeting his eyes, but the Goddess had other plans for us. My fingers brushed his as he collected the bottle, and I felt a spark of desire move through my body from that single point of contact. Right there and then, I wanted nothing more than to turn around on the horse and mark him as my mate.

“Alright, let’s argue it through the. Hallie, you said there’s design is yours. Then do you know why it’s called Step Louts?” I sneered as I had already prepared for this question. I said softly, “Legend has it that when Buddha Shakya was born, he immediately took seven steps on the ground. Every time he made a step, a lotus was produced. As a creature related to immorality, the Lotus is the only plant in the world where flowers, fruit, and seeds coexist. When the lotus die, their roots still remain alive. New lotus would grow up from them next year. If a person dies but their souls do not die. They reincarnate just like the lotus.” After I explained all of this, everyone respected me and fe