"Stranger's Flowers" is not a story about flowers. It's a narrative about the shadows they cast upon human lives. Once, on the day of your birth, you were given flowers. Were they a symbol of love and kindness? Or did they perhaps conceal darker intentions, whispering in the dark, "You entered this world without choice, and your departure will be just as inevitable." What if every bouquet you've ever received carried a hidden message, a prophecy of your destiny? What if the flowers you give and receive are not just symbols of joy, but omens of the
inevitable end that awaits us all?
Maybe the flowers on a grave are not simply tributes to memory but the final words of nature, spoken in the silence of death. The same gift for birth and death. A symbol of life or a symbol of death? To ponder what truly lies behind this gesture can be as dark and unsettling as death itself. Listen carefully, and perhaps in the rustling of petals, you'll uncover a secret you're not ready to hear...
Perhaps we, too, are like flowers in this life. Someone plants and nurtures us, someone admires us, and one day, a stranger plucks us and offers us to another..."