Edelia-The Cornflower Girl

High up on the sharp peaks of the mountains,where only eagles dare to fly and where the clouds cast their silent shadows over the deep precipices,lived a cornflower.She was no ordinary flower.Born from the morning dew and blessed by the moonlight,she grew alone,hidden from the eyes of the world,with her roots deep in the cold stone and her dreams clinging to the sky.Her name was Edelia,a name unspoken by anyone,but proudly borne in the silence of the mountain.Day after day,the wind sang her old songs,and the stars watched over her.But her vegetable heart,unseen and unheard,yearned for something else.A deep desire made her tremble on the clear nights:to be able to walk,to speak,to feel...to be human.To descend into the world below,where rivers laugh,children play and people share their love and pain.For years,Edelia dreamed with her eyes towards the horizon.But who would have thought that one day,the steps of an old woman,with eyes like chamomile and the smell of jasmine,would approach her rock? There was the Fairy Floraea,the goddess of flowers,a being as old as the earth,but full of gentleness.She could speak to all plants and felt,in that cornflower,a different kind of life.Then,in the breeze, Edelia raised her prayer.Not for immortality,but for life.For feeling.To know the world with all its beauty and weight.And the fairy listened...This is the story of a flower that dared to dream further than the horizon.The story of a fragile heart,born from the mountain,that descended into the world not to get lost, but to bloom differently.