Chapitre 37: Chapter 37: I Do

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Allison

The only alive flowers left on all Belzaar grow here. I should leave them, let them strangle the soil with their roots for as long as they can. A deep red bloom, and already some of the pedals wilt to the ground. Not much longer, and these beautiful flowers will die. But with me, they’ll survive a little longer.

All around, this meadow used to be magical. Maybe even the prettiest serene place on all the island. It’s where I showed Christopher a life away from war. And he touched me with the warmth of love. We completed each other here. The waterfall became a sanctuary. Tall green grass and trees grew with so much richness. Colorful flowers of all varieties used to spread out as far as the eye can see.

Now, the waterfall falls no more. All the grass has since dried up. Any day the trees will splinter and collapse on themselves. The only thing alive here are these flowers, except for when I cut them at the base. At least they will serve a purpose.

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