The Scent of Flowers

# chapter 7: the scent of flowers we still did everything we could to leave a trail for jon – which wasn't much – as we headed west. i'll admit our pace picked up with rebecca looking after me.

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The White Rose Blooms - 2022

The floral shop was a corner store with colorful bouquets and flowers in their pots lining up on wooden shelves. both fennixes couldn't identify most of these flowers, except for roses, dandelions, or sunflowers.

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Taming the Moon CHP. 1)

"your informal name to me means 'little flower.' the first half, 'kod' meaning blossom, the second, 'ie' means little.

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Mewflower

He was...a face, stuck to the surface of a black and fleshy petal, the top and center one of a massive flower.

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Flowers

She tilted her head at him and replied "kiku." he smiled softly, she smelled slightly of flowers. °1haru is a play on my rl name, which means sun.

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Blood and Coffee-Chapter 4

The path to self discovery is hidden with landmines and flower shops.

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(mini story) Memories

He placed the flowers upon that tombstone; along with many others. with a single tear rolling down his cheek, he left that grave-site.coming here only to remember the good times..the memories...

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Desired Tales: Dryad

The bulb finally fully opened up and bloomed, revealing a beautiful flower. the woman stood up. the huge flower rubbed tom’s nose. he didn’t mind. he loved the smell! the woman turned around and kissed tom’s lips.

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Sleeping With The Enemy - Cake and Toys

Inside, a small fountain sat on the back wall with water growing flowers in it, small pots of freshly cut flowers lined the shelves and a young fox with ice white fur and brown hair tied back in a long pony tail stood arranging flowers for what must

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The Perfect Flower

I promise i will have that flower whatever it takes a perfect flower for my perfect mother!

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Ice Flower Field

_ _where are my flowers of joy?_ _where are my birds of happiness?

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The Pale Gardener (Poem)

Scythe ever sharp for flowers death shall reap a gift bouquet to trek with, yours to keep

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