Field Of Flowers

 By Felipe Lohan Pinheiro da Silva

Wanessa Asparagus, an young woman in her early 20s, had an argument w/ her mother over domestic matters. So she left her house in the border between the Blekozian Empire and travelled w/out destination, "to find herself".

One day, she traveled to the Canyon near the border w/ the Gawkian Empire. Strange, because it was reported to be a desertic region. But there she spotted a field of flowers in the plains at the base of the canyon. It were flowers half a meter tall (about 1ft 8inches), of iridescent colors.

She went there, attracted by both the color and the surprise of seeing a field of flowers in such a desertic region.

She entered in the flower field. She began to see in everything (in her own bodyparts, in the surface of the canyons at distance, at the flowers themselves and in the sky) a multitude of colors; [spectral/prismatic], non-[spectral/prismatic] (pink and magenta, for example) and other unknown by the humans. She happily let her body fell, lying among the flowers.

Suddenly, came the horror: ¡ that men in strange suits! Their strange helmets and backpacks...

They grabbed her.

[Wanessa]: Ye'ren't going to kidnap me to the Fairyland. ¡ Let go my arms, let go my arms!

***

Some time later...

Several men were at the door of Lady Arabella Asparagus; one of them knocked it. She opened it.

[Man]: Excuse me, ¿ you're the mother of this girl? People told us that her name is Wanessa.

Wanessa was among them. tears rolled over the face of Lady Arabella (😢). She hugged strongly her daughter. However, Wanessa didn't recognized her. She was wearing a simple smock.

[Man]: Pardon, madam. we didn't presented ourselves properly yet. My name is Phillip Hellmann; we're a mercenary group.

[Arabella]: ¡ Oh, please, enter, enter!

They all entered in the house.

[Phillip]: Wanessa was found by us in the canyon near the border w/ the Gawkian Empire. You noticed her current condition; about that, I suppose you're aware of the existence of a new field of study, of the magical science...

[Arabella]: Yes, I do.

[Phillip]: Very well, let me explain the things in a simple form, so that you can understand it, madam... According to the latest researches in the field of magical science, our world is covered by a series of lines of magical energetic current. Well, there's an intersection of these lines located at a point near that canyon; such kind of places are prone to supernatural events. Portals to other universes are opened in such places during certain astronomical events. We found your daughter in that point.

[||]: We were making the security of a caravan of commercial products near there. We spot the girl at distance. She was lying among a kind of field of "flowers", and I call them "flowers" just by the lack of other better name. For that thing can only be called "flowers" by a kind of crude analogy, a crude comparison w/ the structures found in plants from our world. We believe that these "flowers", entered into our universe through a portal, during one of these astronomical events; however, they can only survive in magical conditions, in the location of the point of intersection of the magical energetic currents. The "flowers" exude a kind of magical substance that acts as an hallucinogen, and those who are affected by it have their perceptions opened to the world of the supernatural.

He put on the table a terrarium, of strange appearance, w/ one of the "flowers".

[Phillip]: Very well, that's our little culprit; it can also survive in this little magical terrarium. As you can see, your daughter may have been attracted by its exotic appearance and color.

[||]: We believe that she was exposed to the substance by a very long time. In short, she had an overdose. I issued an order to stop the caravan. So, knowing the magical nature of that place - we make a long research when we accept a job - we wore our anti-chemical-biological suits, that contained a breathing tank; much as this is an new research field, our model is also protected by a basic magical barrier created by the magical science; otherwise, we believe, as we're talking about a magical substance, that it could leak into normal protection suits. So we rescued the girl. She was so hallucinated that she was screaming some nonsense about taking her to a "Fairyland".

[||]: She don't have the control anymore about defecating and urinating, so she have to use adult-type diapers now. She doesn't care to chew normal food anymore, so now she have to use a feeding tube that goes through her esophagus.

[||]: The substance eroded her sanity. The nature of the things she see are magical in nature, as it was confirmed - and it's quite advanced, if you allow me to say - by the latest studies of magical science. If you excuse me the term, your daughter became a "seer".

[||]: That's why we took so long a time to found you, madam. If we weren't discrete, I believe that she would now be being tested in a military research facility. Well, we took some samples of the "flowers" for further private research. I believe that, given the time since we saw the "field of flowers", the authorities already discovered it.

[||]: I strongly advice, madam, that you make up an fake story to explain the condition of your daughter, to avoid the gossip of people to spread the word and causing you problems. I don't know, you could make-up a cover-up story of the aftereffects of an accident, overdose of a recreative drug, anything...

Arabella couldn't avoid the tears to roll on her face.

[Arabella, 😢]: Sorry...

[Phillip]: That's ok, madam.

[Arabella]: ¿ Well, can I brew a coffee to ye (☕)?

[Phillip]: Yeah, thanks, we like coffee.

After the coffee (☕)...

[Arabella]: ¿ How much ye'll charge (💰) for yere services?

[Phillip]: Nothing, madam, since we did everything voluntarily and you never asked us to do it. It's up to you if you'll make us a donation or not, and, if you do, how much you're going to donate...

Arabella paid them an reasonable amount of money (💰).

[Phillip]: Thanks for the money (💰), and thanks for the coffee (☕). I believe we must go now...

[Arabella]: Thank you very much, and may the success be w/ your group.

Phillip and the mercenary group left the house.

The End