As a child, I remember being told the story about the knight and a young maiden. Just like the fairy tales, they were madly in love. The couple was strolling beside a river when the knight noticed the most beautiful flower he had ever seen, with a bright yellow bud, and soft petals the colour of the sky. As he bent to pick them up for his lady, his armor caused him to topple over, splashing into the river. He was unable to swim back and began to sink.
And as he drowned, he used the last of his strength to throw the flowers at his love, and asked her to do one more thing for him.
It's been years since I last heard that story. Why am I suddenly thinking about it now?
Oh, right.
I'm falling. I'm drowning.
I understood how the knight must have felt as he struggled to get back to the surface. I can just imagine him doing the same as me: clawing at the water, only to be dragged down again, gasping for air but only swallowing more icy water... It hurt my throat. It filled my lungs. The water stung the gash on my forehead while warm, crimson liquid oozed out of it, running down my face. Lights and stars danced before my eyes, blurring my vision.
Am I going to die like this?
I remember I never liked the ending of the story. It wasn't your typical fairy tale after all. But at least for the knight, he got to see his love one last time, and was even able to say his last words.
The current continued to pull me down. My whole body begged for rest. I had no beautiful flowers in my hand. I had no strength left to even talk. I was all alone.
The two towns, all the friendly villagers, the bonds I created with each and every one of them, my farm, my life - everything was being taken away from me in a matter of seconds. I couldn't ask anyone for help. I couldn't tell anyone my final words.
But I lived a good life. That was more than enough for me.
Sure, you fall (a lot) in life, but it's how you get back up... That's what really matters, right? How would I get up? How would I swim back to the surface? No, no, no. I suddenly didn't want to let go. I didn't want to leave the people I love. I wanted to remember them... Would they do the same?
The only thing I could do was say it to myself in my head (echoing the words the knight said), before my life and the world disappeared before my eyes:
"Forget me not!"
Disclaimer: I do not own Harvest Moon or Story of Seasons.
A/N: Hey! It's been a while, huh? Unlocking Kamil in my game made me want to write... but it took me a year to get started lmao. All questions will be answered in the next chapter, I promise. :) Leave a review, if you'd like. They're always appreciated.
