"Look at my roots growing at the gates of your city. 
Feel how your frantic constructions are just illusions. 
Learn how we can make our way through together. 
Feel this chromatic display, these botanical factions. 
I'll swallow your gray, tasteless world. I'll swallow your whole world. 
Your tricks and your desires for glory. 
Breathe this suffocating air and watch how I keep high my colors, showing you the way. 
Watch how peacefully I will fight and win over your ephemeral fruits of pride. 
When you have nothing left and want to connect,
 l'll touch your retina with my rhizomes, and your endless tears will quench my thirst. 
Then to the edge of a new world, You and I will be together again."     
                                                                                                                                      Diane Jacquier
Danse macabre
Danse macabre
Belle de ville
Belle de ville
Belle de champs
Belle de champs
Soleils Revival
Soleils Revival
Pivoine en boîte
Pivoine en boîte
Belle nocturne
Belle nocturne
Le Festin de Vénus
Le Festin de Vénus
Poppy
Poppy
Belle de Lune
Belle de Lune
Victoria
Victoria
Ostara
Ostara
Ombelles mutines
Ombelles mutines
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