Himawari Wa Yoru Ni Saku -

A child wandered down one night and saw the flowers. She didn't scream. She sat down in the middle of the golden light and laughed.

But as she looked at the child's face — lit up for the first time in her life by something that was not a screen or a lamp — Oriko realized something. Himawari Wa Yoru Ni Saku

They weren't blooming for her. They weren't blooming for the arcology. They were blooming because that was what they were made to do. In the dark, in the dead soil, in the belly of a dying world — they opened their petals and turned toward a sun that no one else could see. A child wandered down one night and saw the flowers