Rindou Flowers Novels & Stories

The flower has three colors, red, blue, and purple. “Wow. It’s pretty. Do you know the name of it?” Lance asked. Jillian sat down to look closely at the flower. “No,” she answered, “I never saw this before. Even from books. But it looks really pretty.” The two of them stared at the flower for long seconds, admiring its unique beauty. ‘I will search about this when I get back home,’ Jane thought. That is… if they can come back home. The wind blew, and there was a frosty chill in the air. A sweet surrendering scent of the moist cascade all around the forest.

Ranfik was unsure how to approach the subject, while Sharmila followed his gaze and noticed the potted carnation, mistakenly thinking they were roses. She curiously inquired, "Are these roses from Ms. Chronos's boyfriend? They're so beautiful." Frowning, Ranfik corrected her, "These aren't roses; they're carnations. Perhaps she just keeps them because they're pretty." Once Ranfik finished speaking, he fell into a contemplative silence. His eyes fixated on the potted carnations that resembled roses, and a profound emotion seemed to well up within him.

SCARLETT My jaw hung low in awe as I stared at the statue of a couple, their bodies covered in red, white, and black roses. There were many other static things like this around, all covered in flowers to give the impression that everything was made with them. All kinds. Roses, jasmines, tulips. Especially tulips. The purple flower had a separate garden devoted to it. The never-ending row of tulips was pleasing to the eyes. The bright lights that covered the empty path beside the rows of flowers was enhancing the beauty of the place.

The way his brows furrowed, his brain must have been reeling with questions. “I wanna see it.” “Okay. Let’s go through the back door. We didn’t get a chance to tour in that area.” “I know.” We went through the door from the kitchen to the stone paths. The grass was beautiful. “This is real grass.” “Yes. How was your meditation with Zarah?” “It was great.” My heart skipped a beat as I saw the same plot of red flowers. “What is its name?” “Geranium, I think. That’s the hydrangea.” He pointed at the plant with big white flowers covering the area.

"I'll make sure to do that as soon as I'm done with this." "Okay. That will gladden my heart," I replied, maintaining the smile I had. All the fear and confusion that plagued me seemed to have just dispelled. Being with the King, and talking with him made the difference. I knew there was nothing to be afraid of, or to be afraid for. "What kind of flowers are there in Ravenhill?" King Barakar asked out of the blue. I was all smiles in my heart at the spontaneity. "Well, we have a couple of them, but my two favorite ones are the spear lilies and the red-yellow transander flower," I answered.

Alethra laughed and said, well, I had to find away to hide what I was doing. There are four different types of flowers here, the first three are Lavender, Jasmine and Rosemary. As you know, are the main ingredients in making the scent masking spray that our warrior's use, when they are out to gather information. The last one is called MoonFlower, this flower only blooms at night. It is a really pretty white flower that shimmer like moon rays, even through it is really pretty, this flower has a secret. Every part of it is poisonous, even the roots. I said. Both Elzie and Amelia looked shocked at this piece of information.

But it wasn't his presence that made my breath catch completely. In his large, calloused hand, he was holding a single, beautiful flower. Its petals were a deep, vibrant crimson, glowing vividly against the gray stone of the palace. It was a frost-bloom, a rare and delicate flower that only grew on the highest, most dangerous peaks along the northern boundary line. Cassian stepped away from the wall, his dark eyes locking onto mine as he closed the distance between us. He held the crimson flower out to me, a small, uncharacteristic softness touching his lips.

Finally, after all this time in Wolfspring, she met someone truly human besides Merry. "It's nice to meet a fellow human here," Ryn said in a low voice as if talking to herself. "Did you say something?" asked Judith with furrowed brows. Ryn looked away quickly and shook her head with a stupid smile. "No, I didn't. I didn't say anything," the girl replied. "Oh, I wonder, what did you take those flowers for? Aren't they poisonous?" she asked later. "Correct, these flowers are indeed poisonous. We need them as medicine," Judith replied.

On reaching outside his house was a stunning sight, right in front of the little manor he stayed in was a medium-sized garden filled with only flowers and vegetables, twirling flowers, crawling ones, ones as tall as trees mingled with lovely vegetables of various sizes and shapes, large pumpkins, glowing tomatoes, green spinaches, and broccoli, ripened onions hidden within the ground but with healthy leaves that screamed its near maturity. The marguerite lilies swaggered around looking as peaceful as ever, the candelas beamed at him with their huge eye, the jasmine not being left out outspread its pretty white petals and Feral felt his mood liven up a bit. He plucked up a blue rose which he

- Which flower do you want me to start with? She stopped to look at the flowers and with her hand pointed to the first one that caught her attention. - This one is brown. - she said. - This flower comes from the Billabong Kingdom: it is a kingdom of temporary drought, every year it rains six months in a row, and then comes the six months of blindness. They hire their young children to make holes as fountains to store water for the hard times, the flower only appears in the deepest holes, being called earth, their petals are used to make a black wine. Their petals are used to make a black wine, which if drunk in too much quantity can lead to death.