🍁 The Lantern’s Chosen Bloom
Nestled in a valley beyond the Spring Stream lies a bloom known to only two—its petals shaped of sapphire, its centre a silver hush. It grows where memory is safe, laughter is holy, and the lanternlight dances with shadow in sacred trust.
I went back to the Valley of the Blue Flowers because it was spring when I last went there. All the fruit was ripe and I picked some and put it in my basket. I crossed the Spring Stream where all the Blue Flowers grew. All the flowers went to sleep in their bulbs.
In the middle of the flowers was a —
oh, why I never saw it before!
A blue flower with petals of sapphires,
stem and leaves of emeralds,
centre of silver and soil of gold with diamonds.
Since no one except Amatialle and Luke knew where the valley was, the flower was safe.
🌾Some flowers bloom not for many, but for the ones who will remember. You don’t have to be seen by all to be chosen. Just one is enough.
Tulla of the Ribbons
Tulla tends a garden of ribbons, soul-scrolls, and stories whispered under lanternlight. She writes not to explain, but to remember.
