[Novels] Post Novels - Black Roses

[nathanialroyale]

 

A strange, silent, and powerful imagery.

There were black roses that had grown between the cracks of the palace cobblestone. Flowers growing singularly, with their stems and thorns poking up and through the recesses toward the sun, unnatural within a cityscape. To the right, a few hundred blooms were uniform black, and to the left, there were thousands of unique blossoms. These roses differed in character, they had pink bleeding from their petals like pallid blood splashed against the darkness.

A slight inhalation, a tiny gasp, no more than that, yet a noise all the same. Because, in their own terrible, devastating way, these flowers were exquisite. The deep blacks, the bloody pinks… They were a living grave, a silent reminder, a deity’s memorial, awe-inspiring in their harsh, dreadful beauty. They brought forth admiration for the Royalian people's sacrifice, piteous love for their banished Lord Nanqa, and yet, even so, they were a sight this traveler never wanted to see again.

For every black rose, a man fell, for every pink tipped rose, a woman fell in defense of their city and palace.
A persisting funerary given by a remorseful God.

-  The World of Cor’Terrae.