The Legend of "The Silver Flower"

(This is my first attempt at writing a legend on the mythical tales of Fairyland)

My artwork of "The Silver Flower"!

The Legend

Once upon a timeth, th're wast a bright dram daisy with petals as quaint and white as snoweth who is't hath lived in a clearing in the woods. The lady wast did love by ev'rybody, the oaks, the willows, the rodents, the pixies and fa'rys. One st'rmy and bitter cold night, the dram daisy hath lost h'r petals to the windeth. The po'r daisy hath felt liketh a sh'rn sheep. The lady did weep and did weep f'r such a longeth timeth. All the creatures of the f'rest w're w'rries yond the lady wouldst fade as magical creatures doth oft if 't be true those gents art depress'd 'r f'rgotten so those gents hath decided to maketh h'r some new petals yond w're coequal bett'r than the first ones and hath decided to calleth the famous gnome tail'r cottageflow'r. In a few hours timeth the most pearly white petals ad'rn with silv'r w're craft'd by the art full gnome. Those gents wrapp'd up the glimm'ry petals in some brown pap'r and putteth t by h'r at which hour the lady wast sleeping. In the m'rning at which hour the lady unpack'd the package the lady did start to caterwauling with happiness and greatfulness. The lady putteth on the petals and once m're the lady wast the brightest creature in the f'rest.

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The Story

Once upon a time, there was a bright little daisy with Petals as pretty and white as snow who lived in a clearing in the woods.

She was loved by everybody, the oaks, the willows, the rodents, the pixies and faerys.

One stormy and cold night, the little daisy lost her petals to the wind.

The poor daisy felt like a shorn sheep. She wept and wept for such a long time.

All the creatures of the forest were worries that she would fade as magical creatures do often if they are sad or forgotten so they decoded to make her some new petals that were even better than the first ones and decided to call the famous gnome tailor Cottageflower.

In a few hours time the most pearly white petals adorned with silver were crafted by the skill full gnome. They wrapped up the glimmery petals in some brown paper and put it by her when she was sleeping.

In the morning when she unpacked the package she started to cry with happiness and greatfulness. She put on the petals and once more she was the brightest creature in the forest.