KRIS' POV

 

This is a story of how I died.

 

 

 

Don't worry, this is actually a very very very fun story.

And the truth is, it is not even mine.

 

 

 

THIS IS A STORY OF A GIRL NAMED, SERAFINA.

 

 

 

And it starts with a sun.

 

 

 

 

 

Now, here it goes.

 

 

 

 

 

Once upon a time, a very single drop of sunlight fell from  heaven.

And from this small drop of sun, grew a magic golden flower.

It has the ability to heal sick and injured.

 

Oh by the way, see this old woman?

 

 

You might want to remember her.

She's kind of important.

 

 

 

 

Well, centuries passed, there was a kingdom built, a boat ride away.

The kingdom was ruled by the beloved King and Queen.

 

 

And the Queen, well, she was about to have a baby,

but she got sick

 

really really sick.

 

She was running out of time

 

And that is when people start to look for a miracle.

 

Or in this case, a magic golden flower.

 

 

 

And I told you, the old woman is important.

Instead of sharing the sun's gift, this woman Mother Theresa hoarded its healing power and used it to keep herself young for hundreds of years.

And all she had to do is to sing a special song.

 

 

"Flower gleam and glow, let your power shine.  Make the clock reverse, bring back was once mine, what once was mine." ♬♪♩

 

 

Alright, she sings to it and she turns young. So creepy isn't she?

 

 

 

 

There she is.

 

 

Until the civilians found it and brought to the castle.

The magic gold