Roses are beautiful, but their thorns warn you to keep your distance. Poppies are lovely, but deadly. Every flower has its own language: love and friendship, family and kinship, death and eternal life, betrayal and protection, just like us.
Protection, betrayal, or perhaps endless greed: one flower, one story. Each represents a spirit of the dead. They are known as Flower Attendants.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
