Yeah, so as you can tell I changed the summary of the story because I completely altered the plot from how it originally started out...I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing but I'm going to keep going until I've completed this story. There's really no good excuse I can give for why I didn't update this earlier.

The moments passed, as did the hours. It seemed like nothing would get Lillian to snap out of it.

A sudden voice began to fill the room. "Mom, I found a message. I found a message." The excitement growing louder as it grew closer.

"Help me op-" It turned out to belong to Rahi. He halted his sentence when he noticed nothing inside but the still darkness surrounding Lillian. "Lillian? When'd you get here."

Lillian didn't feel like talking. She didn't feel like doing anything, but she didn't want to burden a little boy with her problems so she pasted a smile on her face and pretended nothing ever happened, as she usually did. "Hehe, sorry Rahi. I wanted to do something, but it didn't turn out exactly right."

Rahi didn't comprehend what Lillian was referring to so he just continued on. "Will you help me open this bottle. I found it on top of a lily in the pond at the top of the hill and I want to know what's inside."

He lifted the bottle up and Lillian opened it. She shook the note out of the bottle and unraveled it. The note was but a short phrase, "The journey never ends, it cycles through touching anyone who needs it, forever connecting the stories of everyone it touches."

Rahi was gleaming with delight when he was looking at Lillian. He didn't know why but that note made him feel warm inside. "Woooowww, that sounds so deep."

Lillian looked at him, seeing such happiness in an innocent face gave her the energy she needed to get back to her previous quests. "Here, you found it so it's yours."

Rahi took the note and bottle. He wanted to reread the note himself, but his face changed. "Lilliiaann," he whined, "you didn't read the whole thing. At the bottom corner it says, 'the beauty of a lily would not exist without its lily pad.'"

Lillian pondered for a moment; she was sure she had read the whole thing. How did she miss something like that? "I'm sorry, I thought I read the whole thing, can I see it again?"

"Yep, but you can keep it. I think it was meant for you to have, just cause it has your name in it."

"My name?" Lillian looked at the note again, but she didn't see anything at the bottom or anywhere else. "I don't see it."

"Huh," Lillian bent down and Rahi looked over the note. He pointed towards the bottom and rebutted, "but it's right there, you see, right there." Lillian still couldn't see anything, but Rahi wasn't one to make things like that up. "And cause your name is right there. That's why this must be yours."

Lillian was baffled. She couldn't understand why she couldn't see what he saw or why those words sounded so similar to what Phillip said earlier, maybe it was just one of those mysterious things created by the Harvest Goddess, but it wasn't something to worry about Lillian had other problems. She decided not to argue about it so she stuffed the bottle and letter in her bag and chose to finish her quest. She'd find some way to deal with Phillip later.

"Oh no, I have to hurry, I can't break my promise to Cheryl. Rahi, I brought you a flower for your request."

She was glad she was smart enough to keep the flower in a different compartment from everything else in case it rained or so she thought. She unzipped the pocket only to find a hole had formed at the bottom. Lillian's face began to turn white, the flower fell out. She had no idea what to do now, only imagining the disappointed faces of all her friends as she came back having to admit she failed her mission.

"Lillian, why'd you stop?"

"Whu-" she said with a startled jump. "I-um, I think I-"

The sound of a door slamming open interrupted her struggling to form a sentence.

"Lillian I-" Lillian looked at the assailant who saved her hide it turned out to be Dirk. He was struggling to catch his breath running from one village to the next wasn't as easy as it looked. Lillian noticed something in his hand, the poor guy was always having to deliver letters last minute because he was too nice to forgetful people."There's a-" sounds of huffing and puffing interrupted his speech. "You have a-a letter of the-it's of the-oh just take it." He gave up trying to say what he wanted to, he was too out of breath.

Lillian took the note from his hand. Lillian was a little confused as the letter was rather bumpy and dirty, of course that could have just been because Dirk ran through the rain with it.

When Lillian opened the envelope a smile instantly spread across her face. She was saved, a guardian angel had delivered the flower back to her and in perfect condition, but who? Lillian looked at the letter.

"Dear Lillian,

You dropped your flower as soon as you left. I hope by returning it to you you'll remember to take good care of it. Please use it wisely and give it to that person of utmost importance.

Cam

P.S. You may not think so, but you really are a special person. Just as a flower holds its special meaning and beauty you too hold a special meaning and beauty."

I've always imagined Cam was a much more honest person when he's not in a situation of direct confrontation that's why he seems kind of out of character in the letter.

Also, hank you guest commentator, for your comment, this is probably the worst thing to hear from the writer of the story, but I almost forgot I included Cam in this story...so I included him now to make up for it.