Florid...
That word, it's not that common but I love it. the way it peacefully rolls of the tongue. The meanings of it are just as pretty. 'Tinged with red', 'elaborately decorated', 'exaggerated, showy'.
A word used in different ways but most of all it comes down to the origins of the word.
Flowers.
what beautiful things they are!
Every flower has more than one meaning. They all represent something no matter how poisonous or common it is. You could observe a flower closely and always find something new. You will find a new side to each petal, no matter how young or old.
There are always two sides to every story.
And with that, I begin...
A gate that loomed over everything stood dark and had a presence like no other.
It was rumoured you had to be either crazy or have a death wish to even think about walking through those gates.
"hah, what idiots would go through there?"
"go on, I Dare you!"
"you're crazy. you want me to go through there?"
These gates aren't something glorious when you first look at them if anything, hellish.
However, the closer you look you start to notice the gargoyles and every fine detail that had been very carefully sculpted to perfection.
Bleeding hearts dangled down on a large vine a few meters past the gate but that was the only thing you could see. There weren't any walls, just darkness and frosty fog clouds that were said to be all the captured souls taking a visible form.
"...I can't believe it... I thought she got better... why did she go through that all if she was better? it doesn't make any sense..."
Some people notice the smaller and prettier details of this gate and don't realise they can break from its cold and captivating curse.
If only these people had been shown the gate parallel to the towering ghost town.
practically identical to one another yet nothing alike...
Here stood a godly, royal gate. open and free. full of colours and laughter.
Just not for people like you and me...
A/n I'm sorry this is so long, the rest are much sorter I promise.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Beautiful Disaster.
ŞiirA life in a garden sure is pretty the roses with more than one way to kill and lilies that remind you of the past. A garden is gorgeous as long as it's cared for. if your mind and body were a garden, would it a magnificent garden or a secret space f...
