When Serendipity Met the Flower

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Once upon a time, flowers lived long lives.  They are now known to be fleeting, for the most part.  They bud.  They bloom.  They grace the world with their beauty.  And then they die.  But it was not always so.  They lived long lives indeed.  Longer than creatures with many legs.  Longer than creatures with four legs.  Longer than creatures with two legs.  And sometimes, even longer than the long-lived beings of the deep. Continue reading

Felicia Incantata

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Felicia IncantataMy mother named me Felicia, after her favorite flower, the blue daisy.

When I was young, I would always tell people she named me after the word in that ancient language that meant “lucky” and “happy.”  What good was a flower after all?  Why would she name me after something that wasn’t good for much other than looking lovely?  Why didn’t she name me after something strong like the wind or an animal?  I’m older now.  I know why.

Mother needs me.  And the only thing that stands between her and the sorrows and sufferings of a painful death is a flower.

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Imberflos

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ImberflosThe Northern Star that guides those who are lost from sky to earth to ocean was born of a flower.  So was the giant Scorpion, the Herald of Death, who carries the departed past the veil into the afterworld.  And so was the Blue Butterfly, the Emblem of Life, who guides newly arrived souls to their earthly anchors.  The star, the scorpion, and the butterfly.  The three are bound by an ancestor at once humble and extraordinary.  It had no name in its short life.

Now it is called Imberflos, the Stormflower. Continue reading