Once upon a time, there was a lass named Sheila who tended to the gardens. She was a bright and beautiful soul but torn by sadness. Nonetheless, she always brought sunshine and rain to all who needed this the most, in any garden she came upon.
One day while she was tending to the flowers on a very sunny and dry day in the spring, she noticed one flower in particular. It clearly stuck out from the other ones but she couldn’t really tell why. As she approached, she noticed water was rolling from the flower’s petals, and she knew right away that it wasn’t dew. The dew of the fairies was long gone, as it was near high noon.
Sheila starting talking to the flower and asked why it was crying. The flower told a strange tale of being a fairy who was tricked into loving an evil sorceress who collected fairy hearts for cruel purposes. Once the sorceress had the key to the the fairy’s heart – she could get the secret of that fairy’s magic power. And with that power she changed the fairy into a flower, in the middle of a field of 1000’s of flowers. And cast a curse upon the flower that only a human with heart of pure gold, who would cry so hard when they heard this story, that they would strike the flower 33 times with tears, would thereby end the curse.
And all at once in a burst of tears, Sheila fell to the grown with her head just over the flower, and her eyes poured forth more tears than a human should have to cry – for this touched upon the depth of sadness in Sheila’s heart that no mortal knew. And many more than 33 times was the flower struck by Sheila’s tears. Many more. Then Sheila fell into a deep sleep.
And the flower was no longer there. The fairy had been released from the curse. With the return of his heart and his magical powers – he removed the sadness from Sheila’s heart and planted it under a nearby oak tree. And while she slept, along came a prince of hearts who was searching for acorns, and was magically directed to the oak tree by Sheila’s sadness.
And his eyes came upon Sheila sleeping in the meadow. Just at that moment she awoke. The flower was gone. The fairy was gone. Her heartache was gone. And she saw the prince of hearts. And they both knew without any words spoken – that they were looking into the eyes of their beloved. And they lived lovingly ever after… The End.