"The past is what lies beneath the present that results to a secret, Daisy"
Myrtle, Gladioli 1907
"A long time ago,
afloat her elflock hair.
a bouquet,
expergafactor as I say."
"A man that daunts,
how cruel one can be.
A Thistle like them,
Dear Readers, I hope all of you are having a wonderful day so far if not, remember that everything will be alright. I am apologizing for the late update due to my other priorities and busy schedule. I will be still updating slowly for I do not want to rush things and come up with an unpresentable output. That's all :) -Althea
"The advent of enlightenment may emerge through sorrow! White Heather" Myrtle, Hemlock I descry once light that a creature who breathes walked in amidst the bars. Such a dainty soul, perhaps it wouldn't be a bother for it to hear my words. It will be the excellent succor, for I know that it is too dainty to be seen. I am indeed relieved for I now realize that I have such succor. As I whisper... "La grülateva nonnäjö yeamäudarre lonätevaei."("I will need your help.") It went near, listening carefully to each word being brought to it. I would dare him to move swiftly with its given enterprise. "Heamäudar loyeyenä ziamä riyatevaheddabö'viäë, zinäteva lolagalli ziamä riyatevahe lolaso grülanonmeso kerelasokutevahe ziamä
“In the Shadow of the Grinning Enigma in the Moonlit Garden, White Jasmine”The enigmatic guardian, who had shifted from a yapping dog to a grinning man, continued to smirk with an air of whimsical menace. His eyes, now gleaming with a mischievous light, seemed to dance with secrets. The moonlight cast shifting shadows over his face, making his features appear both eerie and captivating.Nikolai and I exchanged wary glances. The guardian’s sudden shift from a harmless creature to a formidable foe was unsettling. The ease with which he had transformed and his casual dismissal of our questions suggested a being of great power and arcane knowledge.“Trespassing, you say?” Nikolai asked, his voice steady but edged with irritation. “We are on a quest—”“Ah, a quest!” The guardian interrupted, his voice lilting with exaggerated amusement. “But quests and boundaries are such fluid things, aren’t they? Here, they blend like the colors of dawn in the sky.”He raised a hand, and with a flourish,
"Echoes of the Past, Lilac"The village of Eldermere was a picturesque haven, a serene enclave of cobblestone streets and charming cottages bathed in the golden light of the setting sun. The air was filled with the pleasant hum of village life, punctuated by the aroma of freshly baked bread and the sweet scent of blooming flowers. It was a stark contrast to the chaos and enchantment we had left behind.Nikolai and I had arrived here seeking respite after our arduous journey through the Moonlit Glade and the tower. With the Gentian in hand and our spirits needing restoration, Eldermere offered a peaceful sanctuary. We quickly settled into a modest inn known as The Silver Oak, where the warmth of the hearth and the simple comforts of the village welcomed us.Days in Eldermere passed in a gentle rhythm. We explored the village, visited the local market, and indulged in the simple pleasures of quiet, everyday life. The sense of normalcy was a balm to our weary souls.One crisp afternoon,
"Our youthful fondness, Red Catchfly""I would dedicate my life through Flow
"Love appeared in my eyes as I first saw you, Coreopsis Arkansa"Myrtle, 1893
"You lied our affection together, Morning Glory"Myrtle, 1896
"Think of me. Our time might come to an end, White Clover"One step closer...
"Alas, my penurious heart aches for thee, Red Carnation"Myrtle, 1902"Cyclamen is the last flower you gave methe past was Evergreen.It was freshbut its flesh was just.""The place was sprinkled with yellow Lilywhile grace twinkle around.My heart mingled with yours,and yours tingled""No goodbyes,you are up high.Red carnation was the quote unlove,the red heart was fully broke from love."...I closed my book as I look forward to t
"Echoes of the Past, Lilac"The village of Eldermere was a picturesque haven, a serene enclave of cobblestone streets and charming cottages bathed in the golden light of the setting sun. The air was filled with the pleasant hum of village life, punctuated by the aroma of freshly baked bread and the sweet scent of blooming flowers. It was a stark contrast to the chaos and enchantment we had left behind.Nikolai and I had arrived here seeking respite after our arduous journey through the Moonlit Glade and the tower. With the Gentian in hand and our spirits needing restoration, Eldermere offered a peaceful sanctuary. We quickly settled into a modest inn known as The Silver Oak, where the warmth of the hearth and the simple comforts of the village welcomed us.Days in Eldermere passed in a gentle rhythm. We explored the village, visited the local market, and indulged in the simple pleasures of quiet, everyday life. The sense of normalcy was a balm to our weary souls.One crisp afternoon,
“In the Shadow of the Grinning Enigma in the Moonlit Garden, White Jasmine”The enigmatic guardian, who had shifted from a yapping dog to a grinning man, continued to smirk with an air of whimsical menace. His eyes, now gleaming with a mischievous light, seemed to dance with secrets. The moonlight cast shifting shadows over his face, making his features appear both eerie and captivating.Nikolai and I exchanged wary glances. The guardian’s sudden shift from a harmless creature to a formidable foe was unsettling. The ease with which he had transformed and his casual dismissal of our questions suggested a being of great power and arcane knowledge.“Trespassing, you say?” Nikolai asked, his voice steady but edged with irritation. “We are on a quest—”“Ah, a quest!” The guardian interrupted, his voice lilting with exaggerated amusement. “But quests and boundaries are such fluid things, aren’t they? Here, they blend like the colors of dawn in the sky.”He raised a hand, and with a flourish,
"The advent of enlightenment may emerge through sorrow! White Heather" Myrtle, Hemlock I descry once light that a creature who breathes walked in amidst the bars. Such a dainty soul, perhaps it wouldn't be a bother for it to hear my words. It will be the excellent succor, for I know that it is too dainty to be seen. I am indeed relieved for I now realize that I have such succor. As I whisper... "La grülateva nonnäjö yeamäudarre lonätevaei."("I will need your help.") It went near, listening carefully to each word being brought to it. I would dare him to move swiftly with its given enterprise. "Heamäudar loyeyenä ziamä riyatevaheddabö'viäë, zinäteva lolagalli ziamä riyatevahe lolaso grülanonmeso kerelasokutevahe ziamä
"The past is what lies beneath the present that results to a secret, Daisy" Myrtle, Gladioli 1907 "A long time ago, afloat her elflock hair. a bouquet, expergafactor as I say." "A man that daunts, how cruel one can be. A Thistle like them,
"Victory has arisen, Gladiolus" Myrtle, Arum River 1902 This flower is very graceful, Eddy. That is why its meaning is Grace... Like a long story, this isn't the end. Though it was said that this is our final destination yet this is not prolonged nor long-lasting. It is rathertemporary. "Though we couldn't expect that because their meaning is just like that, it doesn't mean that they are reallyiniquitousnor abenevolentkind." A woman came up with drinks,perhaps tea, "Sure, for two please." Aciano asked as both of us sat by the nearby bench beside a fence where you could seethe warm sky filled with white fluffy clouds and the cool aura of the river. You can say that there is a table in front of us. Both of us faced each other.With a simple Yellow Rue in the flower
"If you believe, luck does blossom, Clover" Myrtle, Trefoil 1902 *March-March-March* The sound of their feet stomping on the ground. They spoke loudly as they stopped, "Make way! Make way! Hemlock has arrived!" They continuously chant like an abnormal flower. "Edward I think we really should be going," Aciano whispered to me but suddenly, one of the Hemlock guards yelled, "Everyone must stay in their positions!" People are shivering from fear yet some of them aren't for I kn
"Beware. They are anticipated to pass by your lane, Begonia" "My beloved daisy, you flew like a dove Through a glass who is filled with love." "It is my behoove for my flowers be forever. Adversities on the path, as I'm endeavoring." "My love is everlasting. I may prove for thee to see, yet my sentiment says emotion. I am suffused with undying endearment." "Dearest, I want for thee to see, yet it is not for me to evince." ... The smell of lovely greens swirling around the air. Perhaps, its name suits its place really well. Trefoil... I hope luck does emerge from these gloomy clouds &nbs
"I will always think of you, Blue Salvia"Myrtle, Dill 1902"What does it say that makes you feel so affected by it?""Think of me,our time might come to an end.In a blink,you might be blind to see me.""I am on the brink of the cliff,can you catch me?I am shrinking,will you see me?""In a wink,there's only one eye.In a heart,there's only one side"Why do I picture or even hear you saying this in my mind?"Once it repeats thrice, a Tulip will grow."The quote is the one untold. Replete with ponder. Not knowing it is the answer.Everything went by so fast..."Do you have your jug and bread?
"Courage bloomed as strength follows, Thyme"Myrtle, Dill 1902Mysterious forest was the name. It remained a secret. A very deep secret.It is upsetting for the crowd who is hoping...You'll have to require some strong courage to stay like this for so long. It has been 1 month now since I started staying in Dill.Everything was kept a secret. But one day, they will find out that my body is missing through the areas of the main Hawthorn.So, I have more hectic events waiting for me on my path.Good thing, the crowd still respects the deceased king of Hawthorn. We planned as early as possible for me and Aciano to secretly transfer to Gladioli.Gladioliis a state in Myrtle. It isexceedingly remotefrom where we are now which is Dill. We'll have to depart from Dill through a vastly