Quotes Bunga Dandelion Novels & Stories

“Are these the flowers you told me about?” A small smile formed on my face at the question, as I joined him in flower watching. “Yes. These are a special kind of flowers called ‘dandelions’,” I explained. “Unlike most flowers, this one blooms in two stages. Right now, we’re looking at the first stage of blooming.” Justin’s eyes widened at my explanation, his awe growing more. “Wow… Will I be able to see its next blooming stage?” “Yes, of course.” Justin looked back up at me and asked, “Where do we go from here?”

The air was alive with the ethereal fluff of dandelion seeds, carried by the wind like tiny messengers on a mission. Seated in the middle of the meadow, I plucked a dandelion, and its seeds swirled around me like ethereal fairies. Daniel's voice whispered, "The dandelion has chosen you. Make a wish." With closed eyes, I silently wished for the enduring prosperity of our kingdom and gently blew on the delicate seed, watching it float away. When I opened my eyes again, I noticed Daniel watching me attentively. He approached and sat in front of me, his gaze unwavering. His eyes sparkled, and I yearned to understand his thoughts at that moment.

Alyssa had always been like that. She would be completely focused on an object of her interest and fall into a world of her own. Suddenly, it occurred to her that Jameson was waiting for her. She quickly spun around to find him patiently standing on the side, this time with a straw basket in his hand filled with pink roses that carried an understated beauty. The breathtaking charm of the flowers reminded her of a quote from Wislawa Szymborska, which said, "Only a rose blooms as a rose, no one else."

And without waiting for Daniel to say more nonsense, Adela stood up and pulled Daniel out with one hand. On the road of a small unspoiled town, a beautiful girl holding a bouquet of Lavender flowers goes ahead. Adela and Daniel mingled in the stream of people behind. After discussing the "tact" to get to know the girl, only to see Daniel helplessly smile and nod to Adela's plan.

Regaining his vigour, Zen studied the other tombs. “Even when dead, I’m still the prettiest sister!” Zen read and chuckled. This unnamed sister deserved the lily. “Yes, you are,” he commented while placing the flower on the slate. The dungeon brightened a little more. “For better or worse, I’m glad that we were sisters,” Zen read and thought about it. Then, he chose the dandelion for this kind sister. Clapping twice and placing the yellow flower on the slate, Zen prayed that the dungeons would bless her virtual soul.

So now, while Bella is gone, the maids are tasked with taking care of her for the rest of the day and they all leave Alesteria to her own devices while they grab her food, books, and more. Aldrich smiled idiotically at her and brought out a flower with sparkling eyes as if he was a dog waiting for his master's praise. "The flowers this time are dandelions! They said that if you blew on it and wished, that wish will come true!" The 9-month-old stared at her idiotic brother with a look that translates to 'what are you? Five?' but nonetheless, she blew on the dandelions causing it to disperse in the air and scatter around.

“His Majesty insisted I deliver these personally, my lady.” He placed the vase on the table before her. Inside bloomed a handful of dandelions, their golden heads bright and wild against the crystal. Greer blinked. “Dandelions?” Astrid frowned. “How… modest.” Faye’s smile deepened knowingly. “No. How thoughtful.” Audrey tilted her head, drawn to the flowers in a way she could not explain. “He remembers,” she murmured, touching one gently. Ruby’s brows rose. “Remembers, my lady?”

When it comes down to thinking about Love, people get confused. I am taking the dance shoes you bought once from me. I am taking a few more things with me which will remain with me forever. In return I have nothing to give you except some painful memories from my end. But I grew a small bunch of Daffodils down there at the side of the lawn these days. Take care of them as they were my favourite. You know Daffodil means rebirth or hope. They struggle through the winter to come in Spring in order to decorate our nature with its colour of happiness.

She paused for a moment, glancing round to make sure everyone was listening to her. "You guys say we're like dandelions, barely surviving. But ladies, in case you forgot, dandelions are such tough plants. They can survive in the harshest of environments, even growing out of cracks in the rocks. Moreover, their seeds can float with the wind and spread to faraway places." Alicia gave a meaningful smile, "So, if we really are like dandelions, then I think that's the greatest compliment we can get. We will survive and thrive in any environment."

Leon nodded, “In exchange, lead me to Gorgolta.” “Uncle Gor?” The boy nodded his head at once as he replaced the flower to his hand. Leon stared at it and let the flower to be taken in an immediate fire that made it disappear to ashes. In the next second, Leon pulled out a dandelion from the thin air, placing it on the boy’s hand. Belle found the boy’s reaction to the flower adorable as his big eyes glitter seeing the new flower that never appear in Hell. She quickly explained, “If you blow on it, it’ll disappear.”