Flower
A Drabble By SailorLight22
In response to the "100
word challenge" on LJ (again..)
Allen had always loved flowers.
To him, they were the perfect beauty- They were lovely with no adornment, graceful without practice.
Their colors were shared freely with the world, with no expectations of repayment, no motives save the renewal of their lives by way of the willing adoration of bees.
To him, their very existance was an expression of honesty, selflessness and eternal generosity.
And then, he'd discovered Kanda's secret.
Suddenly, the flowers became a thing to be cherished, more than ever before, for within the pale embrace of a single lotus, the meaning of all his life was held.
