26-black-roses

The Valley of the Flower So high these walls So high you can't climb them behind them a flower, flower so fragile and magical the closer you get, higher the walls grow around it, pushing away everything. So scared, thinking you'll trample it down when you're only trying to water and nurture it. Only people who get close are deceiving, entering the back door only to spray poison on the fragile petals pushing it further into the ground counting on the roots to support it. The roots are withering and starting to tear they can only take so much. The weight of the walls restricting all access to water. So soon, soon they'll break and the fl