This is the tale of the forever glowing flower ,which is said to heal any wound of any sort. In the day of magic and myth a young apprentice scowered the earth in search of herbs for his master.The boy's master was known for his endless ways of healing the sick ,everyone believed he could heal anything. But there was one thing he couldn't heal.

That morning before the apprentice set off on his quest to refill the medicine stock his mother told him," Don't go you can not waste your life on something that will never come true." Thankfully the boy's master suddenly appeared at his side. "Do not question the ways of healing. This boy shows promise. He has a right to ern a living any way he wishes." The boy's mother questioned no further but kissed her son goodbye and wished him luck. And as you'll find out the boy's master was correct.

Whilst the boy raced through the remains of the path he picked up scents of mint and thyme he also spotted patches other herbs. By the time the sun was ready to set he had enough herbs to save him a years worth of his little trips. So he started to collect fire wood and set up his moth eaten clump of fabric which was ment to be a tent. And soon his ocean blue eyes began to tire and he drifted off to sleep.