“Good evening, Lilies! It’s time to wake up!” Shouted the pink flower called Star.
“Hush. Hush. It is not. It is time to rest, like the best of flowers,” Tiger another young lily states.
“But the gems are out and so is the moon. Come on! Come on! If you sleep all night you will be awake all day!”
“Do you forget water lilies do not have their gems out at night. I am not the one who is on the wrong sleep schedule. How do you even eat at night? If it were not for your leaves I would swear you were a weed, another type of flower.” …show more content…
I understand what you're saying but there is no reason to call her a weed.” It was an elder lily who spoke out. “As for you, Star, be quiet and let the others rest. I advise you rest as well. You will wilt away soon if you do not wake up in the day.”
Discouraged, Star floated over to the corner of their small pond, whispering as she went, “What is the point? If you are always alone then why not change?” The night passed slowly for the flower. A small drop of rainfall floated from the sky then another only a moment later.
“Oh. It’s raining. At least it is more interesting than watching plants sleep.”
The small flower worried not and returned to her moping. Another glob of rain floated down and then another. The rain proceeded to pour, which the flowers proceed to ignore until a strong storm rain came in a fury upon the pond. This quickly flooded the home of the flowers. The lilies, who were understandably worried, clustered together to hold fast to the sinking ground. With all the strength she could muster Tiger pushed toward the cluster of flowers.
“Hey, Weed, there is not a chance you are living with us.” Tiger pushes the lily away sending her to the mercy of the flood. “Finally, she’s