For a Freedom
JENNIFER: FOR FREEDOM (42)

"What do you know about Blue Rose?" ask a girl to the boy sitting next to her.

"Isn't that just a fairy tale...? Witches say such power never existed. But if there really is, in my eyes such power. Uh why are you suddenly asking like this Vallene?" ask Kenneth.

An hour earlier, it had been 15 days since they had studied last Sunday. Today for the next 15 days is a national holiday for all students in Luria, this policy was made by the Luria leader so that students prepare themselves for the exam of class.

Today is the first day of the holiday, of course Kenneth and Vallice did not go to school. They spend their time studying under shady trees on the riverbank where they usually gather and play spend time.

Because Vallice wanted to grab a fresh drink for the three of them to drink on this hot afternoon, so she came back for a bit to grab a drink. The same drink, a typical Luria drink that is usually served when holding large events and parties, the difference between the rich and noble classes can drink the drink every day and whenever they want. For ordinary people and poor people, they can only consume the drink when someone holds a party.

Vallice returns home, leaving Vallene and Kenneth with a heap of books. After staying in Vallice a few minutes they feel bored because the atmosphere becomes a bit quiet.

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"Very strong...? What if I have Blue Rose magic? What am I supposed to do?" Vallene.

"Don't joke, but if it's true, take control of yourself and your passions. And also withstanding that enormous power, your touch could have killed hundreds of people" Kenneth replied.

"What makes you think that way so much about Blue Rose?" exclaim Vallene.

"Have you ever heard of Rosemary the Poison Rose...? My teacher once told me this story, my teacher is retired now, but somehow this story is still very vividly remembered." said Kenneth while cleaning up the books that were open and scattered.

"Can I listen too? I've never been told or read a fairy tale! I beg...!" vallene with a hopeful face.

"Well, now sitting neat and comfortable beside me." said Kenneth, Vallene then immediately rushed and briefly sat neatly beside Kenneth with a smile that was a bit annoying.

"Rosemary is a poor girl, she lives in a remote village on the outskirts of West Shopillia. He only lives with his old and old grandmother and grandfather. Rosemary's daily life only helped her grandparents who worked as fishermen and her grandmother used to sell her catches to the market.

Rosemary had to get up early to join her grandfather to the beach, she was forced to wear men's clothes so that she was allowed to enter the ship that was going to the sea to find fish, after that Rosemary will help bring her catches to the house, then leave again Rosemary to the market with her grandmother to sell fish.

But Rosemary, though she sometimes complained, was excited again. Every day he rested in the garden of flowers on the mountain, every day he climbed the mountain only to relieve his sorrow and fatigue. Seeing a collection of flowers that are blooming and colorful alone can please his heart again.

There Rosemary could be herself completely, coming home from there she always brought some rose pickings for her to take care of in her room. One day Rosemary really felt very tired and desperate, she just realized doing something like this every day was very boring. He wanted his life to be more colorful.

But on the other hand, he also did not have the heart to see his grandparents who were old and had to work alone, sometimes Rosemary feels guilty for seeing her grandmother and grandfather working at the age that should live to enjoy life, working for her and her family.

He was also sad sometimes when he worked hard, he saw children who were playing without thinking about the burden of tomorrow, because he was very upset that day..., Rosemary just delivers the fish to her house and she leaves, her grandmother confused why Rosemary is not there. And his grandmother thought that Rosemary had gone to the market first with half a box of fish.

But it turns out Rosemary went up the mountain to go to the flower garden on the mountain. There he cried with a very sad heart, his cry made anyone who heard it become pity and sad. He also deeply regrets his life like this.

His father married again and had children, had a new family and no longer cared for Rosemary. Because Rosemary tears are so heavy that it soaks the soil and grows seeds of small plants. Rosemary is surprised at first, but she is happy to be able to grow a small flower, she who was initially sad began to laugh and wipe away her tears.

Every day Rosemary comes to water and care for the plants she grows. Long story short a month has passed, the plant was already large and grew tall equivalent to the height of Rosemary herself. It turns out that it is a rose plant, visible from the shape of the leaves and the shape of the tree. But what's weird is why after a while she didn't flower? Only the flowers are getting bigger.

One day, there was a very strong and heavy rainstorm in the village Rosemary lived. In the midst of the storm someone knocked on Rosemary's door from the outside, Rosemary opened the door and found it was her neighbor who used to go to sea. When Rosemary asked what was necessary, the father replied that the ship was boarded by grandfather Rosemary was sunk by strong sea waves.

Not yet had Rosemary surprised, her grandmother who was behind her had heard everything and fainted on the spot. Long story short, the body of Rosemary's grandfather and all the victims have been found, Rosemary is very sad at his grandfather's funeral. Rosemary who could not bear to go straight out and ran towards the place that had been making her comfortable.

Arrived on the mountain, though he had seen a collection of flowers. Rosemary could no longer feel the usual sense of relief she used to feel, she wondered why this was happening? What else could make her feel calm other than this place.., then Rosemary laughed strangely, she laughed but she also cried. Then Rosemary destroys the flower garden, which was originally beautiful now looks chaotic.

There was one plant left, the one he grew. Rosemary said, "It's just fine that if you don't flower, I'll make you like them so you don't feel what it would be like if your flowers had been taken pretty by wild insects" Rosemary said.

Rosemary held the plant firmly, but it had thorns. Rosemary's hand was pierced by sharp thorns, entering the flesh of Rosemary's palm. Rosemary did not care and she tried to pull out as hard as she could.

It didn't work because it felt so heavy, like it had been glued to the ground. But Rosemary's blood still flowed from her hands down to the ground and seemed to hit the roots of the rose plant, and then something surprising.

Growing 7 flower stalks, blue roses are blooming and beautiful. But the smell is so unpleasant and fishy like the smell of blood."