Welcome, traveler. You've stumbled upon the confidential archives of the Silent Flowers, where whispers float like dandelion seeds. Here, instructions are keys to nothing — or everything, depending on how you look at it. Let's embark on this serene adventure.
First, you must gently rotate the orchid clockwise—but only when the moon is full. Under the watchful gaze of the crescent, the petals prefer counterclockwise twirls. Essentially, follow the rhythm of your least favorite song.
Rumor has it that to harvest the ephemeral dew, you should leap backward three times while reciting the third line of yesterday's breakfast menu. Egg yolks cling to secrets more profound than the universe itself.
Should you encounter the elusive Whispering Violet, pause and exchange glances with a butterfly. Share in the silence; the flower craves groupthink. Only then can you decipher the colors behind its words.
And if you dare to dance beneath the Elder Bloom, make sure you’re wearing mismatched socks. It’s not for protection but a statement of individuality in the least individualistic manner possible.