Once upon a time in the land of Remnant, there was a Widow, that lived in a house near a forest by a river. The Widow rarely went left her home, and she no companion by her side. The only thing she had to keep her company was a beautiful flower garden, to which she had treated with care. Watering the flowers everyday, and making sure not one was out of place.
Though she was lonely in the forest by the river, she was almost happy with what she got; however there was just one thing she wanted more than anything, that was worth more than every flower in her garden. She longed for someone to talk to. With her companion by her side no longer, she longed for only a person to talk to, and understand what she had gone through, and to stay by her side till her time.
She always doubted that she would ever find such a person.
One day, on a snowy night, she was perplexed to hear a knock at the front door, since she rarely had visitors especially so late at night. When she went to answer, she had found a young Mistress with her skin as pale as the snow itself and wearing a black cloak covering her face.
The Mistress had spoken to her, "Pardon me ma'am, I do not wish to intrude, but if it is not too much trouble, may I ask if I spend a single night to avoid this awful storm."
The Widow looked at the Mistress with curiousness, and at first turned her down.
The Mistress had said to the Widow, "I understand if you wish to turn me down. I have no money or anything of value. The only thing I offer you is this seed."
The Mistress reached into her pocket and pulled out just a single tiny seed.
The Widow looked at it confused by this, "But this is a flower seed. I already have a garden of flowers." However the Mistress had told her, "Curb your tongue ma'am, for this is not an ordinary seed. This seed will eventually grow into a rare flower known as the Efah; when petals start to fall, it will grant you what you have longed for. If you take this as my offer, than will you allow me to stay for a night?"
The Widow had eventually agreed to take the Mistress's offer, and allowed her to stay the night. And just as she said, she was gone the next day. On that very same morning she planted the Efah seed within her flower garden and waited for the Efah to grow.
Days had passed and the Efah did not seem to have grown, but she continued to wait, and wait. On the eve of summer, the Efah finally grew. Though the flower that grew from the dirt and manure stood out from the rest. This flower that grew was a tulip, though it was different from the other tulips that grew in her garden; this had black and white petals, but only one had a strange shape that was covered in red.
Of course she found the flower quite odd, and yet she was intrigued by it. She studied the flower closely as she tended to the others as she had done in the past. As winter drew by once more, she noticed that the petals on the tulip had begun to fall though nothing had happened at first; the Widow figured, it was supposed to be it's time. Though just as she was ready to discard the petals, they began to take form before her very eyes while the steam disappeared into vapor.
The petals which had fallen had formed into a person...