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flower of love

Once upon a time as ever would have no such stories. He was once a beautiful and gentle to the emperor as a flower. Perhaps this one numisera Florentina parents. And there was something, the day it was born, the midwife had told the queen, all the flowers in the garden flourished. The little princess Florentina show that deserves its name, playing all the time through the castle garden, talking and joking with flowers and trees.

As she grew, rather than deal with the impartesti, it began increasingly to sit in the garden, working alongside gardeners, to learn even if teachers do not really want than go after it in the garden. Seeing this, the Emperor and Empress, smiling and underlying meaning (see the beautiful child we have good and loving!), Dara commanded that their daughter build a gazebo in the middle of the garden in which to spend their life until the time comes to marry. You see, dear Lord, was their only child and could not upset for the world. So the princess without the slightest effort to persuade his parents moved to the garden with it and began to pour immeasurable love of flowers around her. Her interest in flowers become known throughout the kingdom and even beyond its borders so as to curry favor with parents and especially young girls, who that, from princes to ordinary people began to send the most beautiful yard and flowers never seen before then. The princess arrived a few years have all the flowers of the earth. Every morning as he woke princess in the garden to run and greet old and new friends, telling them what he had dreamed. Slowly stop talking to his parents, the servants, and the nanny they sent back to the palace as soon as he could to fend for themselves.

Animals are not allowed to approach the garden for fear of a break, and the birds were constantly chased by ministers for the same reason. Only insects were allowed, but only because they were needed pollination. As time passed away beauty princess, have the same features, but the heat of an eye disappeared gradually. Moreover, in time cease to dream at night, or even on no longer than thought how could acquire a new flower, mating them together on the ones you have.

Then began to no longer like anything, a shroud gradually sadness and flowers began to lose their beauty. I thought everything was made of cardboard - colorful, but no smell and no feelings. One morning, you wake up as usual and went to check their balcony flowers, remain stunned for a moment, necrezandu his eyes, then ran off screaming pale face and mouth as a holding: - Lift you, get up, you'll kill them! In the middle of someone sleeping flowers. Gentle murmur, flowers and leaving sides pulled in to see an old monk, who opened his eyes and smoothing her hair gently rises straiul the face and said: - Good morning, beautiful girl! Good night to thank God for the past and the day to come! What flower grows on the edge iubiriiFlorentina seedlings remaining in place, no man heard a voice for so long, birds gone servants who addressed not a word because it is not lawful, and in time for the birds learned to bypass instead retreated the castle of other tasks. Not even knew how much time had passed. And then there were the priest's eyes - blue and clear, warm and less harsh at the same time.