Three Leaves Clover Novels & Stories

Leslie did not answer. I turned back to her. “You said the herb grows in the heart of the Tithers,” I said again. “How hard is it to find?” “It grows in patches near the marsh water,” she answered. “The leaves are dark and the stems look silver when light touches them. If you squeeze them you will see clear liquid come out immediately.” “And I just bring the leaves back?” I asked. “Yes,” she said. “Bring as many as you can. I will extract the liquid and prepare the antidote.”

The Three leaf Clover for foresight. The Fleur de Lis for uncanny knowledge. The Double Keys for strength. The Wreath for decision making. The Hecate’s Wheel for divination. The Daisy for protection. The Shield for healing. And The Helmet for training. Each of these then formed the pillars of Aspena and as the children got married and had more children who got married and more children who got married, the gifts began to go through a process of natural selection.

The snake was once again fooled. “Are you okay?” Jai asked the fairy as he kneeled. “Yes!” The fairy was holding his hair, like its other siblings that had helped Jai. It then searched something behind its back as Jai stood up. “Please stay with me.” Jai said. “This snake doesn’t seem to get tired at all while I do.” The fairy pulled a four-leaf clover from behind its back. The leaf wasn’t small in size, it was big, like a small fan. “Do not worry, Jai. Green is here! With me here, you will be lucky!”

"Now is not the time to blame each other; we need to find a herb called Blood Clover, a species of the clover family that has a bright red color and is extremely rare." Diana doubted; she frowned. “Blood Clover? What is it? Why have I never heard of it?” “Rare than a four-leaf clover?” Evelyn asked. Lagan stroked his face, unable to hide his fatigue, answering the above two questions. "It is a scarce medicinal herb, which many people don't know is also normal; in the world, there are not many plants." The room was so quiet that even a strand of hair could make a sound, and we were all the same, extremely nervous.

I don’t want to believe it, though, so I click on my flashlight and sweep it across the forest floor. Several plants grow around the bottoms of the trees, and as the light touches a white flower off to my left, I pause. The flower is barely bigger than my finger, but the leaves surrounding the bottom of the grouping of flowers reach up, nearly wrapping around the petals. White Miller Leaves- it’s the second ingredient I have drawn in my journal. Hope slivers into my chest as I crouch down and pick several of the flowers, tucking them into the plastic bag I brought, labeling it with the name. One down, nine to go.

The silver leaf didn't drift; it danced. It defied the gravity of this new, vibrant world, spiraling down from the heights of the marble tree until it touched the soft, clover-covered earth. As it landed, the light it emitted didn't fade—it expanded, thickening into the shape of a woman.

} “I realized something early on. Fredrich could ascend at any moment. He confirmed it that not even death could take me from under his control. So, I want to make an effort too” {The Blue five leaf clover is a good herb but the pureness of the herb can cause an opposite effect. Are you sure you still want to consume it?} “Since you’re growing it, you know how to utilize it, don’t you? By the way, I am curious. Why haven’t you ascended yet, despite living for such a long time?” {The answer to that question, I can’t give you today. But meeting you, I think I have regained my motivation so I am thankful for your presence. I will ask someone to harvest a few for you. Why don’t you come in?}

The view stretched out endlessly with waves of grass rolling into the night, dotted with tiny white flowers and rare covers that glimmered faintly under moonlight. "There", I said, pointing to a patch near a jutting slab of rock. The girl hurried forward and knelt, fingers brushing through the leaves before she carefully and deliberately plucked two perfect four-leaf clovers. The carelessness she had shown earlier was gone now as her movements were precise as if she knew exactly what she was doing. I folded my arm, studying her. "Only two?". I asked. "That will be enough, Your Majesty". But she didn't look up even once as if meeting my eyes would shatter her composure.

"They said that that peasant was not the kind of young woman who believed in many things, in fact, she was the type who doubted even the shadow itself. But one morning, while thinking about her own unwillingness to get something for herself, she found a very curious plant attached to her long leather boots. It was a four-leaf clover." Many say that the four-leaf clover conveys good luck and fortune to the one who possesses it, but at that time these rumors had not yet spread. If anyone could confirm that the story was really true, maybe the clover would be nothing more than a plant with a weird shape and a very strong color. I could never know.

My mother gave her an encouraging look. Marni cleared her throat. “Bird’s Foot Trefoil. Found in Eurasia and North Africa. Yellow, five leaflets, the central three held above the rest. It’s good to use to feed animals, since it doesn’t cause any bloating. It’s typically found in prairies and open areas. It’s considered an invasive species, brought to the States by farmers. In the wild it grows densely, choking out the sunlight for native vegetation.” We all stared at her, stunned by the wealth of information. Xavier blinked, awe on his face. “God, you’re so smart.”