Once upon a time, a single drop of sunlight fell from the heavens. From it,
a magical flower bloomed that had the power to heal the sick and frail.
One day, an old woman named Mother Gothel was singing softly to
herself during one of her walks along a craggy hillside. She looked down
and discovered the Golden Flower.
Just as she was about to pluck the flower from the ground, she noticed
that it was glowing. As she kept singing, Mother Gothel’s brittle voice
became strong and clear. Her old bones didn’t seem to ache anymore. She
looked at her shriveled hand and saw that all her wrinkles were gone.
Suddenly, she was young again, and her eyes widened with selfish delight!
Right then and there, Mother Gothel decided to leave the flower where
it was, so that she could continue to use its power. It was a secret she kept
all to herself. For centuries, she lived contentedly, singing to the flower
each day, making it glow with the magic that kept her young and beautiful.
And because of her covetous protection of the flower, no one else benefited
from the blossom’s healing gifts.
Over time, a small but happy kingdom flourished nearby. The beautiful
kingdom was surrounded by sparkling blue water, its gentle waves dappled
by sunlit skies, and the island itself was rich both in good fortune and in an
easy harmony among its people. Though the people of the kingdom had
heard the legend of the Golden Flower, no one had ever seen it. It was the
stuff of stories told around fires on cold winter nights; the truth was, they
had never really needed the flower.
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