The flowers wilted as Nenon absorbed their essence. Darkness continued to seep into her heart, suffocating all notions of love and replacing them with malice. The old grudge stung more than ever, but it now filled her with elation. [Hahaha, I am the only flower this world needs. Everything else must wither and die.] Drowning in her madness, no longer could she discern friend from foe.