Kaimon Edens Garden 소설 & 이야기

Chapter Forty-One Rhea stepped out of the pack house and into the vast garden, her sandals brushing softly against the cobblestone path. The early morning sun filtered through the trees, casting gentle rays on the lush greenery that surrounded her. Colorful flowers bloomed in every direction, their fragrance fresh and calming as it lingered in the air. The garden was beautifully maintained, with vines trailing over white trellises and butterflies dancing between the petals. It felt like a sanctuary, far removed from the tension of the dining room.

Beckham furrowed his eyebrows, heaved a sigh, and said, “It seems that you’ve already learned about Eden Joy’s power, Master Yarde.” Kayson answered with an ‘Ah’ and said nonchalantly, “It’s only normal. I persuaded a few grandmasters to deflect and killed a few grandmasters. Yet, I’m still alive now. “Your backer, Eden Joy, sounds terrifying, but in truth, there’s nothing impressive…” Beckham said in a ghastly tone, “Hmph! You’ve underestimated Eden Joy, Master Yarde. What you’ve experienced now is but the tip of an iceberg!”

Eden usually only paid for herbs that he could not grow (which was quite rare). For example, a few years ago, there was a time when he almost got his head pulled by Balan because he hugged home a beautiful pot of wisteria bonsai that changed color so beautifully. That tree had a sweet and fresh scent that made people feel comfortable so much so tearful. Eden had to hug the leg of Balan and cry bitterly not to let him return that plant. This fool accepted to eat vegetables for a whole month because until now, he still did not dare to tell his brother how much money he spent that year to get the wisteria tree. But it had to be said that it was valuable to eat vegetables until the face changed

She just hoped that everything she did was worth it. "I'm sorry, Miss. Looks like we can only get here. We are not allowed to enter any further without permission. If you just want to have a look they say you can get off the carriage and look down from here." Edmund knocked on the carriage's door. "All right." In Ha got off the carriage. The flower garden itself still some distance from their position but she could see it. Its size almost fills the entire valley and mountain slopes. The garden view looks nice and soothing even shrouded in fog. Not a single employee could be seen around in this wide garden.

Together, Eisa and I make our way through the palace and find my parents in the courtyard. It’s one of the most beautiful spots in the palace. Exotic trees stand tall and proud against the structure of the palace walls, while vibrant green vines weave their way around every piece of stone. Fountains of dancing water are scattered throughout the courtyard separated by gardens of birds of paradise, burgundy gladiolus, blue hyacinth, pink crocus and… fuck, dandelions. Shit on a brick! I completely forgot. Note to self, have the gardeners remove all the dandelions, and keep Lemuel as far away from them as I can. As I recall, dandelions are an excruciating poison to visums. No tacky flower is kil

Kira asked once she was alone with Storm. "Yes, it takes you straight to the Garden of Edenis." "How is it possible?" Kira asked. "Magic." Storm answered. "Uncle Eden had once told how your father had used his magic to build the Garden of Edenis. They were good friends." he added. "Come let me show you how it looks like." He grabbed Kira by her waist and together they entered the tree. Stepping out from the other side, Kira's eyes widened as she took to her surroundings.

He told me how beautiful the ground were, they had a secret garden type area that his mother kept nice for him to play and train in away from open areas of the garden, it was more of a safety garden but it became her work of passion o er the years. He took me past some beautiful fruit trees, and along a hand crafted brick path, the path led down to an arch with a wooden gate, its how I would imagine the secret garden from the novel I read back in school, there are bushes all around the outside of a brick wall hiding it even more. When Damon opened the gate I was astonished and how beautiful it was kept. Eliza is such a busy woman, how does she manage everything!

The silence. And calls it sacred. One child—Auri—recently placed a folded thought into the Field. We do not know how she folded it. Only that when it touched the center, the Field shimmered— and a garden bloomed where none had ever been planted. It was made entirely of forgotten paths. Stone steps leading to choices no one made. Bridges that never held footsteps. Benches shaped by waiting. We call it the Garden of Almost. We go there not to mourn.

Mira’s POV The garden air was thick with the scent of wild blooms. Lilies, peonies, and forget-me-nots swayed in the breeze, their petals fluttering like the wings of butterflies around them. I was taking slow steps through the gravel path, letting my mind wander through the chaos of missing orphans, failed treaties, and a goddess who still hadn’t finished punishing me. I was too deep in thought to notice Kai until he called out. “There you are,” he said, stepping out from behind a tall row of trimmed hedges. His smirk tugged at the edge of his mouth, arms crossed as he leaned casually against the stone archway.

Mathias glares at Jones before turning back to the house with Liam. Selene motions with her head. "Let's go to the garden. It's my mum's pride and joy." Jones follows the little hybrid down a cobbled stone walkway to a large garden behind the packhouse. The garden boasts a host of flowers in different colors with strings of lights hung above. Benches are scattered around the oasis, with a fountain in the middle as a centerpiece.