Botany Stories

In this world, there are many tools one may use to direct magic. One of the most well-known of these is the wand. Of course, it is a common saying that "The wand chooses the wizard," with all wands having a degree of awareness with which they select the individual they will spend their time with. Wand awareness manifests in subtle yet profound ways; it can feel the innate qualities and intentions of a prospective owner and resonates with the person's inner traits. When a wand 'chooses,' it often responds with a flicker of magic or a subtle vibration, signaling a harmonious match. This awareness may develop over time as the wand absorbs ambient magical energies or through interactions with magical beings. Some have posited that certain rare wands have exceptionally keen awareness, capable of communicating rudimentary thoughts or emotions to skilled wizards. Others suggest that exceptions exist where a wand may uncharacteristically choose against such resonance, perhaps swayed by external magical forces or peculiar circumstances. There have been many theories regarding this habit of wands, and we here hope to explain them somewhat by explaining some of the wandlore theory necessary to theorize the character of a wand's master or the possible wand of someone based on their character. This book covers the various and truly American wand woods, wand cores, and some of the most famous wandmakers from across the United States. Also includes wand woods from South America. I also use this book to customize the wands for Secrets of the Gordian Knot and some of my other stories.

After waking up on an unfamiliar beach, Sheila and her brother's best friend, Austin, find themselves the unwitting subjects in a dangerous experiment to manipulate their emotions. They have to work to piece together clues to find out where they are, what happened, and why they are there, but their strained relationship keeps getting in the way. Strange happenings keep pushing them together, forcing their relationship to change as they are put in danger over and over again.

While walking the same road, doing her daily work, Emma came across a person in the dandelion field. Who she thought would be remained secret forever. He turned her world upside down. Let's look at the journey of Emma in uncovering secrets of her existence, her mother, father and the secret she hide from everyone but is very dearest to her. Let's travel with Emma in her journey where maybe you find your journey easily with the help of fate and your choice. After all choice an decision to go on lead her to this creation; "You are My Miracle."

a story about two teachers at fallen academy who slowly begin to accept feelings for each other. Avinash the polite yet strict botany teacher. and Ashutosh the charismatic and chaotic zoology teacher. English is not my first language so please ignore and correct if you detect any mistakes and please enjoy this is my first time writing a story so don't mind the cringe.

Each of us has a story to tell. And what about plants? Do they have stories to tell as well?

A botanist. A happy accident. A giant Venus Flytrap named Brutus? And a lust for blood. What happens when 27 year old plant biologist Vanessa Moriko discovers a superfertilizer that can make any plant grow in instants? Well, the chemicals might make her a bit cuckoo. Which might make her act on all the murderous thoughts she's had since she was young.

In the enchanting world of flora and foliage, where every leaf holds a secret and every flower tells a story, a young man named Tighnari dreams of unraveling the mysteries of the natural world as a botanist. However, his path takes an unexpected turn when he finds herself battling the relentless darkness of depression, forcing him to abandon his studies. "Blossoming Botany" is the captivating tale of Tighnari's struggle against his inner demons and his courageous journey to reclaim his passion for botany against all odds.

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A collection of tales written for the annual 2021 FFXIV Writing Challenge. https://ffxiv-write.carrd.co/

I write about my plants here, help if you cam

A story of what it's like to be a flower.

Poison Ivy seems to be all about her plants, but she has a secret weapon. A little girl who just so happens to be her daughter. Rachel thought she was a normal kid, but soon enough, her life takes a sudden turn with the discovery that she'd inherited her mother's deadly gift.

All his life Tharuka Senarath was nothing but ordinary. Odds of something special happening to him were slim to none. He went to school, Studied, Got into the university and then,there was this job, Which demanded that he had to move to the small town of Duhuloya. It was the furthest he had ever been from home. But even that, did not come with anything unexpected. Well, at Least that was until when he found himself being pushed off the night mail train in the dead of the night. Then there was the coldness of a steel gun between his eyes... and a sharp heel on his chest... A sharp Red heel 👠 ..................................................................................................................

After his parent's divorce, Ody Winter moves to New York City with his mother, leaving behind the rolling hills he and his sister grew up on. Two years later, they learn that Ody's father, scientist Devlin Jax Winter, died from a peculiar suicide. After Ody attends his father's funeral in Cazenovia, NY, he discovers a note from his father which discredits everything Ody thought he knew about the man. With his sister Penny, Ody sets off to discover the truth of his father's job, a secret which tore his parent's marriage apart. Written by @Mary_Grace14 Edited by @pjthgllhp Graphics by @Mary_Grace14

☼ She wore dainty large circular spectacles that hung low on her button nose. Her eyes were a golden brown shade that seemed to be glittered with specs of green. Underneath her eyes were faint bags smeared with a shimmering coat of glitter and golden star stickers. Yet despite the slight fatigue, she radiated a bright, blithe aura. ❝ I wish I had wings ... ❞ She didn't face him as she spoke this. No, she continued to lean against the railings gazing up at the sky with her eyes closed. Streams of sunlight glittered warmth onto the tip of her frozen nose. ❝ I think everyone does Row, ❞ he chuckled. She turned towards him, with her golden brown eyes gleaming bright with hope, ❝ Does everybody have them? ❞ He raised an eyebrow amused, ❝ No.❞ She grinned, ❝ Then that means not everybody really wants them. ❞ He then spluttered into a series of laughter and grins. To him, it was as if she was sun-drenched in light ... to him it was as if she were a flower - fragile, beautiful, and gracefully innocent. A Daylily. *** A cute story about a giddy, hopeful girl and an artsy, soccer new boy . Where they form a bond over hot cocoa, her glitter, the stars, and flowers ... A Short Story -