Chapter one

It's been three days... He still roamed on the forest, still had no clue or whatsoever. He knew already some of the ways on the forest, like the ways to the river and to a bunch of flowers.

He soaked his shirt on the river and squeezed it right near those flowers to water them. This is what he did on those 3 days. This forest had a lot of flowers.

There were Ivory roses... represents charm, thoughtfulness and gracefulness. Peach roses... a symbol of modesty, genuineness, sincerity and gratitude. Arborvitaes... a symbol of an unchanging friendship. Yellow carnations... meaning, about disdain, disappointment, rejection.

He found himself got fascinated by flowers, the way he looked at those flowers were like the way humans looked at a solid bar gold. He still didn't remember how did he knew all about those wild, beautiful flowers. But, this was the one thing that never bothered him, there's no 'how and why's about this, he just enjoyed his love and knowledge of flowers and beautiful meanings.

He sat down to stare at the white lilies after he's done with watering all of the flowers that he found and picked up some fruits to eat. He couldn't bare to kill an animal... so he ate just leaves and fruits.

White lilies represent purity, commitment and rebirth. The sympathy flowers...

He wore his shirt again and ate his apple. That day was quite sunny, but still breezy. It was a nice weather.

Suddenly, he heard something. He stopped chewing and put down his apple. Something in him, knew that this was not an animal. He heard footsteps of a human.

Whithout thinking, he immediately stood up and hid behind the trees. Why did I do this?... He asked himself. His reflexes just... did this. The footsteps got louder and louder as it got closer. His heart beat fast. He knew he should never hide, but... How am I supposed to do other than this? he thought. He had goose bumps and his fear jolted up.

"kid... I know you're there," a soft voice of a woman said. "come out... it's okay,"

"No... I'm scared," He said, bluntly.

"I know who you are. So, come home, now," The woman started sounding desperate.

"you know who I am?" He asked, scratching the big tree in front of him, biting his lip.

"You're Isaac Agravaine, my son," The woman stated.

This felt weird... having a name like that. He never knew why he felt all of this feelings. eveyrthing was strange. But, if she knew who he was, wasn't it what he desperately wanted? identity?

Then, He walked out from his hideout to see his mother. The woman was standing right there, smiling with a motherly love. "Tell me more about myself, what happened? who are you?" He said.

"I'm Lily Joenne Sanders, your mother. You're 12 years old. You love flowers. You were running to this forest to look at those flowers, then you didn't know the way home and I didn't know how to find you. You then, fainted out of exhaustion. I'm sorry, I couldn't find you faster, child," Her heart sank deep, looking at her child who's more skinny than last time.

"Fainted out of exhaustion?" He mumbled. Maybe that's why he felt all things to be weird. He needed time to grasp the reality, he's tired.

"now, let's go home and have a feast tonight," she said.

"okay," he said. yeah... it's just exhaustion.

She took his hand and took him to their home. Saturday, September 5th 2068. 10.00, it's when he found his mother and went home.

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She opened the house and the first thing he saw was flowers. The house is a flower shop, she's a florist. His heart fluttered with joy, knowing his mother was a florist. This means, that he could see those flowers everyday!

The house wasn't big... it's small but, very... what words could I describe it?... humble? friendly?

"Now, what do you wanna eat?" Lily asked.

"Anything, it's fine," he answered... still examining all of the situation. Lily seemed nice, her face was similar to his if he compared it to his reflection on the river, the only different thing is that she has jade green eyes and more wrinkles. So, that could meant, that Lily was actually telling the truth. Besides, this place felt familiar. Like, he's been here everyday.

and if he's correct, there's a quite big harden in this place... "can I walk to the garden?" he asked.

"sure..."

if he's right, the garden was besides the stairs, and it's a green house. He walked in to the door besides the stairs and opened it. He's right. A garden full of beautiful flowers. So, this was really his home. This convinced him even more, that she's telling the truth. because, why would he knew this?

"Oh... you remembered the garden..." she said, actually worried that he might not know the way.

He smiled and said "yeah, mom."