Hanahaki Disease Flowers Novels & Stories

"What kind of flower is this? I don't think I've ever seen it before..." Hearing this, Hesper was a little surprised, but she explained with a smile, "These are Campanulas, also known as bellflowers or balloon flowers back in Halwanest. They’re also known as oriental Eustomas, which is the name of our studio, but they belong to a completely different order and genus. It’s used as a kind of traditional Halwanese medicine, and it also symbolizes eternal love; it’s just that it has a slightly sadder floriography in comparison.”

Athreya's expression seemed like he just found out something. "What's wrong? Is it poisonous?" Rion asked, jolted with anxiety. "You, take a look at this." Aathreya turned to Narine while pointing to the tip of his index finger. There were purple fine grains. "This is… hydrangea flower powder," said Narine with a surprised face. "Show me," she added, asking Aathreya to bring the glass he was holding to her. The fairy scooped up the sugar that settled at the bottom of the glass and found the same purple powder among the fine grains of sugar.

After Ryan left yesterday, I spent the entire day drawing and labeling each ingredient we’ll need for the antidote, including the rare flower the healers told me is probably gone forever. While researching the Moonlight Fire Lily, I found that it only blooms in full moonlight as well as only blooming in the wild. The image in Sarina’s plant species book was orange and red with hints of yellow at the tips of the petals, making it bright and hopefully easy to locate.

I caught the sight of her exposed thigh from the slit dress she wore, and I could feel my heart racing faster. I stood up abruptly, presenting the flowers to her as a way of hiding the enormous nervousness I felt. “Sunflowers for a lady who is as beautiful and bright as the sun" “With all pleasure, sire" Natalie said, receiving the flowers. “Thank you so much Maurice, the massage, I feel better now" I kissed her hands while she smelt the flowers. “Let's eat Nat, it's getting late. Tell me about Letticia, your new friend!"

Scar asked, watching the flower curiously. "This is agapanthus, also known as African blue lily. It's mainly from Egypt and certain parts of Asia. Although it looks beautiful, it's also toxic..." Rebecca described a little bit about the flower. Later, Rebecca prepared some afternoon tea for them and they chose to sit in the gazebo in the middle of the garden to enjoy the tea and the beauty of nature together. They talked for a long time and most of it was related to plants and experiences they have. Rebecca finds it amazing to talk to them. As she has no child, their companions comforted her a lot and she loved and praised how unlike other young generations they are interested in nature and

He walked out of the room not bothering to wait for him. Feng Shao huffed and followed him to the hall. He could see beautiful flower beds on the sides of the pathways which he was walking on. He could also smell the calming fragrance. And some medicinal herbs used merely for the purpose of decoration. The sun was shining so brightly with a wonderful breeze accompanying the heat that was making multiple hazes on the soils. It was a wonder as to why those flowers were thriving nicely in such a weather. "We're here." The little boy announced in a bored tone.

I sigh, hopefully the moon Goddess has something good in store for me. I moved on to the dark green flowers I had uprooted from the forest and placed in a pot to keep them alive, they were known as the 'Dark slumber' flowers. They were beautiful as well as deadly if not handled carefully. They are also medicinal but cannot be ingested alone but mixed with another herb. I loved the designs on the flowers, so I was going to dry them and make a pair of earrings for them. I, too, am wowed by my creativity.

The image of Bianca carrying manure up and down those stairs had me giggling so badly. “Yes, it does paint a pretty satisfying image, doesn’t it?” She said smiling. “Yes, yes it does.” I glanced at the plants again and I realized they were two different colored flowers. “Um, Doc?” I asked, “So which flower is the less deadly aconite?” “That would be the red-orange one.” She responded. “Ah, alright. So what about the blue-purple one?” I asked.

I stood in front of the whiteboard, which Brooke was using and grabbed the marker before drawing a rough sketch of two plants on the whiteboard. “Look, kids,” I said, pointing at the two herbs I had drawn on the board. “This one is a witch hazel. It looks like a shrub with bare branches, and in winter, it sports bright, delicate “spider-like” flowers which have four ribbon-like petals, which are usually bright yellow and sometimes, they can be orange or red.”

"Those petals weren't put in his mouth for some sexual fun. They came from his lungs. Mr. Shiloh has a rare disease called Hanahaki Disease. Only a few people in the world have it. It's a disease that some folks refer to as a beautiful and deadly disease. It's caused by a deep loss and missing someone they loved." I was surprised to hear such a long explanation from the doctor in the hallway of the hospital. I'm pretty surprised to hear about this for the first time, especially since I haven't heard of anyone with a terminal illness just because they feel certain things.