Agwuia and the Blessed Flower

The origin story for Klymene begins... In a settlement in the far distant parts of the Gallatar, many of the Madaerka have gathered. Today is a day of celebration. A male and female Madaerka stand before each other as the elder gives the sermon.

The elder says ‘By all that is great within the Gallatar, and by the blessing of the Gallatar Commander, may these two be joined in an eternal bond.’

The crowd cheers. Agwuia applauds lightly. She is happy for the new couple who have been joined together in the eternal bond, but yet sadness fills within her. She has been searching for so long to find her eternal mate.

The celebrations continue onward into the night. Although Agwuia has danced with many fine young Madaerka gentlemen, none seem to take total interest in her, and she finds herself returning home alone where her father sits continuing his work.

Her father is a craftsman. He makes furniture and other small carpentry things. He is a humble and kind man.

As she opens the door, her father turns to look over his shoulder and says ‘You are home early. I didn’t think the festivities would end so soon.’

Agwuia then says ‘The festivities are still going. I just… I came to check on you.’

Her father chuckles and then rises from his seat at his workbench. He walks over and places his hands on his daughter’s shoulders. He says ‘You don’t have to keep up with an old man. You should return. I am sure there is plenty of young Madaerka males there waiting for you to catch their eye.’

Agwuia sighs and says ‘If only that was true, father. If only that was true.’

Her father says ‘One day my child. Now come, sit with me. Tell me of your day.’

Agwuia and her father sit at a table across from each other. Agwuia shares her day. It was quite uneventful, but still, her father listens full of delight and interest.

Her father notices when his daughter is finished telling him of her day, and how she had come here after the wedding for the eternal bond between the two Madaerka.

Sadness fills her eyes. Her father knows for long now she has hoped to have the eternal bond and find her mate.

Many of times Agwuia has asked her father of how he and her mother came together. Her father has told her several times of the story of how he saw her wandering out of the silhouette forest. He said she was there collecting a certain type of herb.

Her father warned her of the strange creatures that dwelled inside the forest. He helped escort her back to her settlement. Through the night as they walked on, her mother grew weary and her father carried her all the way home.

Her father leans back in his chair as he thinks of this thought. He smiles. He then says to his daughter ‘You are as beautiful as she was. Someone will come along. You just have to be patient, child.’

Agwuia sighs and says ‘How long? Until I no longer appeal to anyone?’

Her father says ‘You will always appeal to me.’

Agwuia says ‘That is different. You are my father. You love me as a daughter. I wish to know true, pure love. One that an eternal bond can only bring. Some say I should travel far to the Gallatar Commander and seek his blessing. But that would take generations to travel.’

Her father says ‘Yes, and you may not even be able to see him when you reach your destination. It is said that besides the two that serve him, Ahmaklear and Govendar, none ever see or speak to the Gallatar Commander.’

Agwuia says to her father ‘Tell me the legend again. Is it true that Govendar was born here in this settlement?’

Her father leans back and smiles as he places his hands across his chest, interlocking his fingers. He says ‘I remember hearing the tale from my grandfather.

Long ago, when the Gallatar was still very young and the Madaerka were still that of tribes, it is said that the Gallatar Commander sent the one known as Ahmaklear.

He came to where we founded this settlement. My grandfather said that he was a young boy when he was there and that he bore witness to Ahmaklear who came for his small child.

He said that Ahmaklear gathered the child in his arms and took him to the Gallatar Commander. That child was known as Govendar. But that is only a legend.’

Agwuia replies ‘Like so many other legends of the Gallatar. I have heard of another legend. The legend of the blessed flower.’

Agwuia’s father then goes from delight to more concern. He says ‘You should pay no attention to fairytales. That is just but a myth. I myself have traveled to the silhouette forest many times, and I have never seen a flower that rises with such beauty from the ground.’

Agwuia says 'It is said that the blessed flower will grant any wish. To anyone who finds it, it will grant them any desire.’

Agwuia’s father asks ‘And what would you desire?’

Agwuia says ‘I would desire a mate. An eternal bond with someone who I love, and loves me in return.’

Agwuia’s father says ‘Give it time.’

Agwuia smiles at him, kisses her father on the forehead, and goes to her chambers and turns in for the evening.

Agwuia’s father rises the next morning to find that his daughter is packing two traveling bags. Her father looks peculiar at her and asks ‘Are we planning to go somewhere?’

Agwuia rises with delight and says ‘Yes father, yes. You and I. You can take me to the silhouette forest, and together we can find the blessed flower.’

Agwuia’s father sighs and says ‘Sweetheart, that is only a myth. A bedtime story.’

Agwuia says ‘But what if it’s not, father? It could grant me everything I desire. Come, let us find for ourselves if it is truly a myth, or if it is real.’

Agwuia’s father in a stern tone says ‘No. The forest has dangers within it. There are many creatures and strange things that lurk within it. I will not put you in any kind of harm’s way.’

Agwuia then says ‘But father please!’

Agwuia’s father says ‘I have spoken once already. I have told you to be patient. In time, you will have the eternal bond. Just wait for the one who will truly love you. Besides, I have much work I need to do today.’

Agwuia’s father then leaves the dwellings, but before he does he says ‘You can fetch us some water down from the blue river.’

Agwuia sighs and gathers the water buckets. She heads down to the blue river where several other Madaerka females are also down there wading their feet beneath the waters. They whisper to each other and somewhat giggle as they see Agwuia approaching.

Agwuia begins to gather water as the three come over and make small talk.

Agwuia asks ‘Have you all heard of the blessed flower?’

One of the girls replies ‘We have all heard of it. It was my favorite story when I was young.’

Agwuia says ‘Do you know anyone who would be able to find their way to the silhouette forest where it exists?’

The girls speak amongst each other. Then one of them says ‘The old woman. The one who lives down by the far end of the river.’

Agwuia replies ‘You mean the old woman Nehuwae? But she is all alone. Some say she is not right in her head.’

One of the girls crosses her arms and in a snooty voice says ‘Be careful Agwuia. You may end up alone too, and not right in your head.’

The other girls begin to laugh. Anger grows inside Agwuia. She takes the pail full of blue river water and dumps it with the whole bucket over the girl’s head, and then shoves her into the water.

The girl sits there in the mud pouting with a bucket over her head as Agwuia begins her journey down towards the place of Nehuwae. She only travels a short distance, when she finds the old Madaerka woman wading in the waters trying to catch fish.

Agwuia clears her throat and says ‘Excuse me, madam Nehuwae.’

Nehuwae turns her eyes. One of them is blinded out. The other seems strange almost as if peering into blackness.

Nehuwae says ‘What do you want, little girl? Can’t you see I’m busy? I am hungry, and it is breakfast time.’

Agwuia watches as Nehuwae tries to catch a fish and stumbles over into the water. Agwuia quickly rushes to help Nehuwae up.

Nehuwae says ‘Take your hands off me! I am fine. Now where did that fish go?’ She keeps looking.

Agwuia then reaches down into the water and grasps her hands around one of the fish. She hands it to Nehuwae and says ‘This one you mean?’

The old Madaerka Nehuwae snatches it from her hands and says ‘Fine, child. You have gained my attention. What is it you want of me?’

Agwuia says ‘It is said that you know the way to the silhouette forest, and you know the blessed flower.’

Nehuwae says ‘Ah that I do. Come, come.’

Nehuwae gathers herself and the two walk down to what appears to be almost a raggedy makeshift shack. As they step inside, Nehuwae lays the fish upon a table. She draws out a blade and cuts its head off. Agwuia stands silently.

Nehuwae turns and says ‘Oh I know the way. I have a map here that can lead you to it.’ Nehuwae reaches upon a shelf and pulls off an old parchment.

Agwuia’s face lights up with joy. She reaches forward for the parchment. Nehuwae pulls her hand away.

Nehuwae says ‘Ah-ah-ah child. There is a price for everything. What would you pay to know the way to the forest and the flower you seek?’

Agwuia says ‘I do not have much, but if you allow me to return home then I will be able to bring you precious gems.’

Nehuwae says ‘I don’t want those. But that necklace you have around your neck, it’s beautiful. So finely crafted.’

Agwuia then places her hand upon the necklace and says ‘But my father made this for me. He gave it to me when I was very young. He said it made it from my mother’s favorite gemstones. I couldn’t possibly…’

Nehuwae then says ‘Then you will not find what you desire. Think of it child - one simple necklace, and you will find your way to the blessed flower. I know what it is you seek, child. You seek a mate.

You think your father would be so heartbroken if you come home with a Madaerka male’s arms around you? He would be overjoyed more than that.’

Agwuia thinks for a moment as her fingers touch the necklace. She then decides and says ‘Agreed.’ She takes the necklace off and hands it to Nehuwae.

Nehuwae hands over the map and says ‘Good fortune to you child.’

Agwuia then leaves Nehuwae’s dwellings. She returns briefly to her home to gather the supplies needed. She begins reading the map and sets off.

For many days she travels. Weeks go by as she continues on. Until she comes over a clearing where she sees a strange forest as if the trees were black, but they appeared strangely to her. Not very dimensional at all.

Agwuia then begins to make her way towards the forest. As she steps in, the trees begin to become transparent. She can put her hand through them.

She reads the map more and heads down deeper into the forest looking for certain protruding stones from the ground. These large clear blackish stones point in the direction of where the blessed flower may be.

As Agwuia makes her way through the forest, she does not know that the trees that become transparent go back to their full forms surrounding and blocking her path, covering up the large protruding stones that would give her a sign to lead her back out of the forest.

Agwuia searches for some time, and then under a strange pointed large stone there is a clearing. Agwuia steps forward, and the ground around her begins to sink.

Up pops what appears to be a reddish ball. It opens up, and there is a bright red flower. In the middle is a golden pistil.

Agwuia hears in her mind ‘What is it you desire?’

Agwuia answers ‘I desire an eternal bond with a Madaerka who will love me, and I will love them.’

She hears the voice say ‘Then step forward, and I will grant you what you wish. One taste of my nectar.’

Agwuia steps forward. She can see the nectar beginning to rise within the middle of the flower. She hears ‘One taste, child, and everything you desire will be yours.’

Agwuia reaches her hands down in to take some of the nectar in them. Just then she feels herself becoming tired, overwhelmed, and somewhat dizzy.

She tries to pull her hands free, but the liquid has formed solid. The large petals of the flower wrap around her, enclosing her.

Agwuia tries to struggle free. With all her might she tries to burst away from the flower’s petals, but the flower sinks back beneath the soil and the transparent trees reform. There is nothing but silence.

Agwuia’s father searches for her for a long time. He then breaks down out of despair from losing both his wife and his daughter.

He becomes what some Madaerka call an ill-minded old man. He sits by the blue river calling out her name until the end of his days.

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