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There's a legend about spider lilies, about two elves named Manju and Saka, who guarded the flowers and the leaves of the plant separately. One time, out of curiosity, they decided to meet up and instantly fell in love. So God punished them, decreeing that the flowers and the leaves of the spider lily shall never meet again, keeping Manju and Saka apart forever. That's why the leaves fall when the flowers bloom, and the flowers wilt when the leaves grow.
...It's kind of a sad legend, huh? Now, they say that spider lilies will bloom along the path of two people who will never see each other again. I guess that's why they're considered flowers of death, huh?
My spider lilies bloomed.
Anyway, we have a very important birthday today. No, not mine, but someone sort of close, just with less chest and more cats.
Go wish Forehead a very happy birthday, then tell me exactly where a hot seventeen-year-old girl can take her less hot, but freshly sixteen-year-old best friend. Preferably someplace that doesn't check IDs.