Meg

“I told you every flower can blossom,” Fara said through the glass. “But too many people want to stroll through artificial gardens that produce oh-so-important shite or are the same ole pretty to look at. And they hire gardeners like your doctor to hide the rest.” Her soft expression turned into a feral grin. “Well, too bad— I’m gonna ruin their fake perfect gardens, because real nature is fragile and beautiful and wild, and if you ask me, a duck of a lot more interesting.”
― Casper E. Falls, Artifice & Access: A Disability in Fantasy Anthology