sacred night, you are dressed in a long linen shirt, with a flower wreath on your head, slowly walking through the warm forest in search of the treasured golden flower, which, according to legend, can bestow immortal beauty

approaching the thick bushes, you parted one of them and your face lit up with the golden glow of a magical flower, you immediately reached out to pick it, but suddenly someone pulled back your shirt sleeve and intertwined your fingers with yours..