Chapter 1. Roses

Sometime all we need for peace of mind is a walk with nature. Jevis_508

In a garden of white roses, walked in a woman in the most elegant of white gown, the gown poured on the ground, and dragged behind her as she walked further into the garden of white roses, almost being camouflage with the background if not for her striking long dark hair as dark as night, and her beautiful forest green eyes.

The sun was bright up in the sky, kissing her skin and making her look like an enchantress, she was so perfect you would classify her as a goddess, she was Hera the last the dreamer of fates. she walked further whiles touching every flower that was close.

The image of woman walking, dancig and bouncing whiles playing with flower which look as pure as her, was such a peaceful and charming site to behold.

Continuing her walk, she noticed, in the middle of this beautiful whites roses, where six roses that were different in colour and in size. Intrigue she moved toward it with caution, the closer she got the more beautiful they became when she was close enough she couldn't help but gasps.

In the middle of this white paradise, sprouted six unique roses, three of which were of the colour gold, let's say was made of gold in fact, whiles the other three was black but observing closer it looked like it was made of crystal, black crystal but that's not the most Intriguing thing about the flower, it is the formation that baffled her.

The three black roses loomed over the golden roses as though it was covering it from the sun but Hera notice it was the opposite it was protecting it. This she concluded as the stem of each balck roses coiled it self around each of the golden roses.

At the mention of stem, she realised the sepals of each rose was of a different colours, the first golden one had a sepal the colour of pure silver which was protecting the flower, and this particular rose had nine silver sepals,the other golden rose had a four blue crystal sepals it can even be called sapphire sepals serving as protection and then the last ones three sepals was the colour of shimmering red and grey jem whiles the black roses had black coloured sepals and each of this sepal was extended to each golden rose as though protecting it, not its bud.

She was so fascinated by this discovery that she was still observing when everything around her turned dark or more like red, before she could even react, the black rose has already sprouted bigger and higher than it was before, it coiled around the golden rose even more, making them bearly visible.

She was still observing when a something dropped from the sky and landed right on the black rose, then another drop in the same position before it started pouring down like rain but it wasn't rain, it was a thick dark liquid that smells bad like rotten blood, but she refused to believe the theory.

The pouring was only on the black rose until the sky turned completely red, before it started pouring down,the golden roses extended the sepals which has grown 10 to 20 times its formal size and even the bud itself had become bigger causing the black roses to expand even more and now the unique roses like like trees instead of roses. The black roses serving as protector to the golden roses, whiles the golden roses were serving as protectors to the white roses, as though heavenly and earthly gods protecting humanity from evil, before her thoughts could continue something fell on her cheek, shocked she used her hand to wipe it in hurry.

She brought forth her hands to see what it was and was surprised to see the thick dark reddish liquid which she identified as blood before she can even organise her thoughts another fall on her other cheek until the sky came pouring down in anger as though set to destroy everything in sight, with the strong wind it brought along shifting and moving everything, but could damage nothing because of the forces protecting them, until a drop land on a single petal of one of the golden rose, causing the petal to weather and fall to the ground causing the black rose to coil around it even more protectively until a golden and dark glow emitted from the roses and casted a doom over the whole garden, when something like a tornado came down from the sky destroying everything in sight, and taking everything with it including Hera whose head was in a mess as she had felt a burning sensation on the spot the liquid had drop, before she realised she was being towelled and carried by the tornado and causing her to let out a deafen scream.

Jumping up from bed, Hera felt the burning on her cheeks,her spinning head and blood stinned gown signifying that the dream is a vision and will happen.

. The bless ones, surviors of victim's, survivals of war destined to earthly gods, the ones blessed by all gods and fated to death by sacrifice,she whispered, has been birth forth.

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