In the town of Milano, there is a myth of a girl who lives in the flower fields, that girl is me.

My name is Daisy, I have white hair, pale skin, and wear a white shirt with a red dress over.

I had a curse laid upon me, I cannot leave this flower field and I will never age.

One day, I saw you wander into my field…

My heart raced.

My hands shook.

YOU WERE THE ONE.

I crept through the tall flowers to grab you.

“Hello, fare traveler.” Id say in the flowers.