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Write a story where flowers play a central role.

Posted in Spring on Oct 26, 2022

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“The Darkness” by Charlotte Bedford

Submitted to Contest #86

Deep in the murkiest, coldest, quietest part of the great forest, centred in the clearing of arched oak trees, stood a tall, dark mansion. The window pains were cracked like the polar ice caps, the walls were as dry and grey as the withered coral and the ebony black tiles which lined the roof were as sparse as trees in the deforestation zone. The darkness loomed over the house, it crept up the sides of the house and climbed the walls. The big oak doors focused the front of the mansion, large circular handles carved out of stone and hinges we...

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“Chloe and the Mysterious Allergies” by Gwen Anderson

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    The sticky smell of lemon rind and tart raspberries trapped in every corner of the town can only mean one thing: spring is coming.     But while the promise of this season is typically composed of year old jean shorts and children frolicking in newly born fields of sweet grass, in Larson, Massachusetts, it only means that our dark gray skies turn into a slightly lighter dark gray, and those of us who once lived anywhere else in the world long for the refreshing sight of blooming daffodils and exploding pink ...

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“Tiptoe Through the Tulips” by John Steckley

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Melody walked through her garden very slowly and carefully that day. For reasons that she knew only too well, it was absolutely necessary for her to tiptoe through the tulips at this moment. The explanation is a long, and occasionally complicated story. Here it is. In her teenage years Melody had become a flower child, a hippie. Her given name was Priscilla, which she changed when she turned 16. At 18 she literally charmed the pants off of a very successful businessman in his mid-thirties.  She wasn’t attract...

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“Simply Spring” by Bobby Spina

Submitted to Contest #86

There were a hundred hints of Spring in the air when I took my dog outside on this fine morning. The air itself was warm and comfortable, more so than it had been in months. It was refreshing and replenishing as I took a deep breath under the cozy March sunshine. I snuck a smile. This was my favorite time of year, where the weather was just right, and the wind seemed to hug you back. Spring was upon us, and with that, the days longer and warmer. The sun brighter and happier. The grass greener and fuller. And people's smiles reflected the joy...

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“Time Flower” by Dashiii Vargas

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The land of Majika, a land filled with magical creatures, big and small, and it is also home to brave and strong adventurers.In the land of Majika, lies the valley of Bloom Town, a town located at the upper right of the land of Majika, just beyond Star Flake valley. And in this town of Bloom lies the Time Flower, a flower aging long before the town is built.The Time Flower is the first sign that spring is over, it blooms on the very last day of snow time and blooms on the very first day of spring time. It signals the residents of Bloom Town ...

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“Of Wisteria and a Moon” by Reed G

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A wisteria. A bleeding heart. A snowdrop. These are the flowers weaved through her hair, her clothes, her heart. These are the flowers that represent everything she is, everything she was, everything she will be. A wisteria – immortality. The curse and blessing she is burdened with. A bleeding heart – for all her friends and lovers and children that have come and gone, who now only live in her head and in her heart. A snowdrop – the end and the beginning. When the snowdrops sprout, Winter ends and Spring begins, and she begin...

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“Five Empty Piñatas” by Hannah Gutelius

Submitted to Contest #86

Rachel stepped back to take a look at her work and nearly gagged. There was nothing in the world she could do to make the carnation-encrusted unicorn look any less pathetic. It didn’t exactly look like a unicorn, more like a depressed beagle with a single, crooked antenna. Rachel sighed and set it down next to the other four unicorns Mrs. Wagner had commissioned for her daughter’s ninth birthday party. With a knot in her stomach, Rachel cautiously loaded the five ugly carnation creatures into the back of her van and drove to the site of the...

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“Humbert and the Flower-Breathing Dragon” by Jocelyn Pierrard

Submitted to Contest #86

         Let’s just say that Humbert wasn’t your ordinary dragon. While most dragons hoarded gold and burnt down villages, Humbert decided not to jump on that band-wagon.             All of the dragons he knew breathed out flames to scare others and show their power. But being afraid of fire himself, he decided that he would much rather spend his time breathing in the lovely scent of… flowers!        &n...

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“The Flowered Warrior” by Sierra T

Submitted to Contest #86

She smells like lilies today. He noted, leaning against the window sill, mask dipping down his nose ever so slightly. Rian couldn’t help but lose himself in the domesticity of seeing Norma hum and dance around her little home, cradling little succulents and ferns and moving them from shelf to shelf, all the while checking on a… something she had in the oven. “And all birds and plants will sing…”“I’ve never seen a lady as pretty as she.” He finished, alerting her to his presence. “Well, hello, stranger. We meet again.” She wasn’t su...

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“The Mill Road” by Thomas Philbrick

Submitted to Contest #86

I The man stared at the ceiling. His feet hung off the side of the bed. A distant lawnmower buzzed in and out of the afternoon and a soft breeze pulled at the saturated room. He closed his eyes. . . . Again the lawnmower wafted into the room. “Damn lawnmowers.” He leapt to his feet when his phone rang. It was the post office in Errol. A package had arrived for him. He thanked the caller and checked his email, hoping for something from the firm. Nothing. He started the truck and pulled out onto Route 26 without looking. He knew ther...

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“Ice Adonis” by Favour Ori

Submitted to Contest #86

I should be in a flower farm where I would be well nurtured and be the haven of bees and butterflies, my petals ornament to cause the shine in human eyes, I should fill a room with the sweetness of my fragrance and be the envy of weeds but here I am lost within hard ground with no glimpse of light.It was the peak of winter in Seoul, thick snow blankets covered the street while lamps and asphalt were adorned with frostings. Couples in fur jacket and hand knitted shawl walked hand in hand into the movie theater just opposite Hwarang floristry ...

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“Perennial Remembrance” by Annie Warren

Submitted to Contest #86

There are many things I remember. That's the curse of being human. I remember the way light streaks across the ground like it's reaching for you, to wrap you in warmth. I remember the way it feels when a warm breeze ruffles your hair and brushes across your cheek. The feeling of hundreds of warm blades of grass under your legs, and the smell of the dirt that gets stuck to them. I remember it all, but those memories don't feel like they're mine. A faint memory of running my fingers across damp flower petals fills my head for just a moment,...

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“The Peace Lily” by Aimee Sanders

Submitted to Contest #86

I bought you chocolates and you bought me a peace lily. You told me that this lily, like it’s name, represents peace and tranquility. It was a fitting gift for an apology and made me feel insecure about the thoughtless box of chocolates I had given you. The reason behind the apology gifts seems so pointless now. We were in our last year of high school and we had both  had agreed to go to the same university in the next city over to study English. I had been busy planning out what classes we could take when you shocked me by saying you n...

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“Talking Bouquets” by D. Owen

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Not sure what to say…then say it with a talking bouquet        The carved wooden plaque hand painted with delicate wildflowers has been hanging prominently on the wall in the small shop for decades. Seeing it hanging there this morning clouds my eyes with tears.        “Oh, Granny Rose. I already miss you so much” I sob.       How will I say all the things I want to say about the woman who loved me, who raised me, the ...

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“My Flowery Soul” by Lis Lovén

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My Flowery Soul… You know, it might sound funny or weird or what else? It is really something ´other`. Very often I have been called a Tulip or a Rose or a Lilac. It was very odd, but no. I could not think about just being a woman being picked because I had beauty or because I had sex appeal. Right on the spot of my own being I craved to be like a female flower. FF. Female flower – see! I had nothing to do as I lived out in that very small county, well small when it came down to meadows and such. Anyhow it gave me a lust to write poetrie. ...

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