Imperfection
Lilies, a flower he had loved so much and the scents alone made him feel at peace.
As he stared at the white petals, he remembered that which are often said about lilies, a signification of purity, really? Then what about the woman who was named after them, is she pure? Hell, he doubts that. He doubt’s if lilies are even pure as they said. They are just like white lotus, beautiful and innocent to the eyes but very dangerous to touch and the woman named after it was just as dangerous to the heart as the flowers itself are to the hands. There was absolutely nothing innocent or pure about them, definitely not.
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