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The story of the Daffodil

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Daffodil

A long time ago, a boy was born to the family of Narcis. They called him Quillios and brought him up in good faith, honoring the Gods. They taught him to look up to the sky in humble respect of the rules of the Gods, as was proper in those days. Alas, when young Quillios Narcis grew up, he forgot what he had learned, looking quite the other way- down- to find his lifestyle. It was in so doing that he chanced on a perfectly reflecting pool. He was very handsome, every girl said that, but seeing it before him in the reflection was

satisfying. Soon he saw other things in the water... past events and even some that might be. He became lost in it, both heart and soul. Soon he became conceited, thinking only of himself, not looking in either way but into the water. This did not please the Gods, who decided that a little time underground in Hades would do him good. Meanwhile, his good looks were making the lovely nymph Echo fall much in love for Quillios. He did not hear her cries, and kept looking into his pool. Hades split the ground under his feet, starting to drag him under. Echo tried to save him, grabbing onto the only thing she could reach... his ear. Unfortunately, she was too late and only stretched his ear as he went down. Quillos's parents searched far and wide for him calling his name. Quillos could hear them and shouted out, his voice reflecting back down on him. He shouted so long that his lips became pursed into a spout. Quillos's parents begged the Gods to help, which they did reluctantly because they had been so faithful. They turned Quillios into a flower, who was allowed to come up every spring to see Echo, but go back underground into a ball during the cold winter months. Since he had yelled so loud

and so often, the Gods, in their amusement, turned Quillios yellow. Ever since, the daffodil sends up it's long ears every spring. Even though we don't hear it, it yells with it's long trumpet as to the arrival of spring. Then as the summer becomes hot, the flower shrinks back under the earth into it's bulb.

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