In The Fairy Tale of Father Brown by G. K. Chesterton, the author was talking about a prince returning to his castle through the forest, saying:
“The moon had risen in strengthening silver, and the sky showed in stripes of bright, nocturnal blue between the black stripes of the pines about the castle. Flowers of some wide and feathery sort—for he had never noticed such things before—were at once luminous and discoloured by the moonshine, and seemed indescribably fantastic as they clustered, as if crawling about the roots of the trees.
What's the meaning of for here?