Roses. All she could see was the roses. The flower that symbolizes love. A flower with sharp thorns encrusted with the frost. Frost. All that covered her delicate petals. Protected her from the cold the frost did. Yet it was cold itself.
Cold you say? That doesn't surprise me. Everything around me and her was cold. Everywhere there was frost. The roses, the grass, the houses, mansions. Cold as ice. Icy roads and icy Windows. Flower waiting at their deathbed, animals sleeping in for the winter. The girl, lying down staring at the gray sky. Me right besides her silently floating.
And then suddenly roses. The girl sat up surprised at the sight of the vibrant roasted roses all around her. Standing up she walked up and picked one.
I grabbed one only to realize that I couldn't. Of course my transparent self had prevented me from touching anything or anyone around me. As I am a transparent being wandering the streets looking for answers. And the girl, loving her carefree life in the frost.
The girl looks at me and tries to give me the rose. Realizing that I couldn't hold it, tears fell. I felt pity on the poor girl even though she felt pity for me. Pity........I don't need it. I don't want it. I just want to know. Is she the one whose laughter and smiles bring the roses? She must be. The roses sprung all around her as if they wanted to see her in her beauty forgetting that they're asking for a death wish sprouting in the snow.
The girl looked at me. Her tears still flowing like a river. But I told her of my transparency and how I don't have a body. But when the girl touched my hand, I felt it. For the first time in a 1000 years I could feel. The touch of her brought memories. It was the same girl, but she had a crown of lilies on her head. Could she be the same girl?
No. She's not the same. The girl in my memories was the one who sprung lilies from the ground. But she's dead. As so am I. But not really.
Could the roses bring me back?
Would the girl discover her destiny has the flower bringer?
Who knows....who knows...
Okay so this something I thought of while looking at a picture of a frosted rose. I know it's confusing (I seem to find it confusing too), but I'm thinking of making this into a short chapter story. Let me know what you guys think. I'm actually at school right now because of some testing the upperclassmen are doing. It's pretty much free time in here and I'm loving every bit of it. Except for the long video I had to watch. Anyways see you whenever.
