Wandering through the forests of ancient Greece, you lost track of how many hours had passed and how far you were from home. But you were relieved when you found a source of clean water, perhaps the kindly nymphs could help you?

Imagine your surprise when you discovered that you were not alone. A young man of unprecedented beauty, the infamous Narcissus, was cold to maiden love. He was both loved to the bone and hated so much that his bones cracked. Many girls spent more than one night crying because of his refusal.

Punished by the goddess Aphrodite, he was forced to die from admiring himself. A prophecy before his birth said that he would have to die of unrequited love. What a comedy.

Sinful tears streamed down his emaciated face from his golden eyes, defacing his reflection, and his once golden, bright hair lost some color due to physical exhaustion. To the gods of Olympus, how long poor Narkis had been sitting in this position.

"How beautiful I am..."

He whispered quietly, desperately, with one hand touching the reflection in the water and the other his face. The young man did not notice his surroundings at all and could not stop looking at himself through the water reflection. His bow and arrows were lying next to him and he was not interested in hunting at all.

As long as the flower has not sprouted, he can still be saved.