Once upon a time, a single drop of sunlight fell to the earth. Where it fell grew a flower. And after many years, an old woman found the flower. Her name was Gothel, and she had the key to unlock the full power of the flower of the Sun.
When she was a young child, before magic had been locked away, her mother had sung a lullaby to her every night. Her mother had said that the song was magical, and Gothel had believed her.
When Gothel saw the flower, she knew it was magic. She began to sing the lullaby.
"Flower gleam and glow,
Let your power shine,
Make the clock reverse,
Bring back what once was mine,"
Gothel smiled as the flower began glowing. She continued singing her mother's lullaby.
"Heal what has been hurt,
Change the fates design,
Save what has been lost,
Bring back what once was mine,
What once was mine..."
Gothel trailed off. The flower stopped glowing. She began to sing again, the second verse of the song.
"Flower of the Sun,
Take away the hurt,
Undo what has been done,
Restore what once was,
Change what time has told,
Reverse the harm done,
Renew what used to be,
Bring back what once was mine,
What once was mine..."
Gothel had finished the song. She looked into the ocean and saw her reflection. She was not the frail old woman she had been. Now she was years younger, with the ebony black hair she'd had in her youth. She smiled.
Then, Gothel remembered something. When she was only a child, the island she lived on was peaceful, and everyone welcomed and accepted magic. But by the time she was thirty, the first king had risen to power. New laws had been passed, ones that were not accepting of magic. Gradually, people began fearing magic. Anyone who had anything to do with magic would be locked up. And soon, the island had changed completely.
Gothel shook her head. The kingdom, if they found it, would get rid of the flower. They would never accept it. She had to hide it. She took a basket she had woven from prickly thorns and covered the flower. From then on, no one would know about the flower.