Beauty's Dark Gardener

Beauty's Dark Gardener

The orchids loved him because he fed them moonlight.

The nightmares loved him because he gave them a place to bloom.

Each night he sat upon his stone throne while beauty unfolded around him like a living dream. The flowers hid their teeth beneath velvet petals, and the moth king hid his darkness behind wings painted like stained glass.

Together they created something neither heaven nor horror could claim.

A beautiful nightmare.

And under the moon's cold gaze, it flourished.