Like a never ending clockwork
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Description: (optional)Victoria ran deeper into the forest as the rain fell down around her. She couldn't seem to stop the tears as they fell continuously down her soft cheeks. What a fool she had been not to see what was happening right in front of her. All the lies she had believed, looking down at the small box in her hands she felt her eyes become even more blurred from the tears that fell with the rain.
It was supposed to have been a gift for her beloved, but that had all changed in a moments notice. Because she had been betrayed. The sudden clap of thunder above her head startling her out of her thoughts as the flash of lightening blinded her momentarily. The rush of the ground coming towards her as she fell seemed to last forever before she finally hit, the pain in her head was excrutiating. The pain though, was nothing compared to the pain that she felt in her heart.
Struggling to sit up she fell once more into the mud around her. The box and it's contents open and scattered in the dirt. A beautiful engraved compass lay in the mud before her. Along side her grandmothers Daisy's pendant watch that had hung around her own neck only moments before. Watching as the pieces sank slowly from her view and deeper into the dirt and mud she couldn't help but think. That it would be nice to have more time to find what you are looking for. And something or someone to guide you along the way. The sky growled with thunder as another flash of lightening filled the air, striking the ground where she lay. And Victoria, was seen no more.....
it is said that that the rare Golden Daisy known by many as Victoria's Tears grows only in this area. It's two layers of golden petals turn counter clockwise to each other. Its stem a corded rope of bronze color that flows deep within the ground. Its flower enclosed tightly in little round spinning balls that hang from it till they blossom. What makes this flower so special one might ask. It's the only flower of it's kind, the only flower made of time. If your lucky, you will find it, In moonlight as lightening strikes. Through space and time you will travel. It's turning petals guiding through your flight.