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Iris said, watching him move through the garden with obvious familiarity. "As I know them." He paused beside a bed of flowers that resembled nothing she'd ever seen—blooms that shifted color with each breath, petals that seemed to be made of crystallized moonlight. "This one Eleanor cultivated specifically for my needs. She called it Rosa eternis—the eternal rose." When he touched the flower, it responded with a note so pure and beautiful that Iris felt tears spring to her eyes. The plant's glow intensified, and its voice joined the chorus with what could only be described as contentment.

he explained to me. "Can you tell me more about this flower?" I told him. "It typically opens at night but often lasts well through the next day. It is very rare. It only blooms once in three years. Do you like it sir?" he inquired. "Yes, may I have it?" I think this is a perfect flower to give to my mate. "Sure sir, let me help you," the gardener said as he pick the flower and gave it to me. It was beautiful up close. I hope Luna will like it. She is like this flower, as she is someone that is hard to find, very unique and beautiful.

Ignoring the whispers, he scooped plain water from the stream into his hands and poured it over the flower, startling the villagers who saw this as defiance of tradition. Yet, as he watered in droplets, the flower trembled and radiated a golden glow, and the first petal unfolded. “It’s blooming!” Someone cried. The flower blossomed; its golden petals unfolded one by one. Tiny buds sprouted across the grass, blossoming in harmony, their sweet pollen perfuming the air. The flower’s golden aura shimmered; its sharp, intricate petals too numerous for Sarang to count amid the excitement. At its heart, a soft light began to dissipate, revealing a small, precious stone nestled within.

A single Forget-me-not frozen in time and space. "I have to wait until it's warm again to plant the seeds of the flower in the garden, but I bought a small bouquet of it. They're very pretty." Ryder was blushing even more than the time she threw the small plush cat in Midnight's hands. She didn't know why, but for some reason in her heart the desire to give Midnight this flower increased the more she thought about it. From the moment she found out what flower the Myosotis was, that flower and Midnight were all she could think about. She really, really, really wanted to gift it to this friend of hers who still was a stranger.

, she picked my dress and combed my hair and we went to the garden. The path was muddy, it seems they're watering the plants daily . It has varieties of flowers , different types of colours in it and the butterflies and bees are surrounding the flowers . it's a pleasing sight . I walked until the end of the path , there was nothing , but just grass . then, a single daisy flower caught my attention . it's grows in a corner of garden and hidden itself from others eyes . it's resembles my situation , where this world is a garden ; And I at the other end , just a

“Do you really love me that much?” “Yes.” “Then it’s decided. After my birthday, we’ll marry.” He kissed her forehead tenderly. “Do you know what your name means?” “My mom said my grandmother gave it to me,” she replied. “But do you know its meaning?” She shook her head. “Flora means flower in Spanish. Amor means love. It suits you. To me, you are my flower of love.” He kissed her forehead once more. A smile bloomed across her face. So that’s what her name meant.

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.

Caesar casually asked, "You seem to like roses a lot?" Lola said, "They're delicious!" She put her hands on the cold stone railing, excitedly pointing to a red flower growing not far away, and told Caesar, "Ah! General, do you know that flower? Its scientific name is Pseudorchis albida. The stamens taste sweet. It's said that as long as an Alpha gives it to an Omega, the Omega will never be able to leave the Alpha. Many Alphas pick it by hand to express their love for their Omegas..."

"And they smell nice also" "What do you think about planting flowers" "Sounds great" We bent to the wet soil and dug a hole. "Here" she gave me the flower seed. Seeing these flowers reminds me of the flower Cyrus gave me. I know the names of every flower here like the back of my palm, but it's still weird that I have never heard of the flower Cyrus had given me. "Have you heard about the Pladitus flower?" I asked as we were planting the flower seed. " I know bits of it actually, but I haven't seen it" she answered " have you"

The latter responded to her smile with a wider ones, “It’s quite simpler than it looked. You only need to pour water late at night. It doesn’t need to be a lot. Contrary to other flowers, these carnage only need flower that is poured when the sky is dark.” “I see,” hummed Rose looking at the flower. Noticing the flower pot, she stared at the carving around it. The ceramic pot stood out more to Rose as though the main sight was not the gentle carnage flower but the pot. “They are a very strong flower, I am certain you can take care of it,” Iris whispered, smiling as she stared down at the white flowers darkly. Meanwhile inside the mansion, Dominic was shown by his grandparents the portrait of