The Book of the Glass Lotus

Property of Sir Jean Burnhood

1577

The Soiree of Burnhood wast did hold at a most fair gala, madeth into a soiree f'r the youngest son of the king and the eldest sist'r of anoth'r landeth. It cameth to passeth yond these two fellows met and hath fallen in loveth, their essences burning with an ev'r blazing fireth yond outstood coequal the fiercest winds and storms yond threatened to shatter their utopia of a home.

(The Party of Burnhood was held at a most beautiful gala, made into a party for the youngest son of the king and the eldest sister of another land. It came to pass that these two fellows met and fell in love, their hearts burning with an ever blazing fire that outstood even the fiercest winds and storms that threatened to shatter their utopia of a home.)

F'r many days and many nights, the two wouldst planeth conferences in the dark hours, hoping f'r a glimpse 'r a kisseth. One of these nights, as the eldest wench wast trespassing through the moon-lit garden, a s'rvant wench hath found h'r out and threatened to bid the king, the boy's fath'r, and h'r broth'rs. In a panic, the wench did flee and missed h'r conferencing with this prince, h'r loveth, but the lady didst not standeth without that gent f'r much longeth'r, as the lady didst bid h'r broth'rs just what the lady hadst done, as those gents did love h'r dearly.

(For many days and many nights, the two would plan meetings in the dark hours, hoping for a glimpse or a kiss. One of these nights, as the eldest girl was trespassing through the moon-lit garden, a servant girl found her out and threatened to tell the king, the boy's father, and her brothers. In a panic, the girl fled and missed her meeting with this prince, her love, but she did not stand without him for much longer, as she did tell her brothers just what she had done, as they loved her dearly.)

The broth'rs and the wench bonded togeth'r on their voyage to the outskirts of the kingdom, gath'ring fruits and blankets f'r the conferencing. Howev'r, once those gents arrived, the unhappy prince did lay bitter cold and deceased just und'r the conferencing tree, his core unbeating and his spirit depress'd. The eldest sist'r alloweth out a shriek of agony, tumbling beside h'r lov'r and carrying that gent desp'rately. H'r broth'rs searched all 'round, seeking out the culprit, but all those gents hath found wast a pair of glasses yond hadst fallen from the prince's coat. The sist'r took up these glasses, pulled out the lenses, and shattered those folk 'long the did grind. H're, the lady formed those folk into a shapeth, h'r tears sculpting into the glue yond f'rev'r wouldst keepeth togeth'r h'r lasteth mem'ry of h'r lov'r; the glass wast anon shaped into a lotus floweth'r, the symbol of his kingdom, with its delicate petals shaped by anguish and bereavement.

(The brothers and the girl bonded together on their journey to the outskirts of the kingdom, gathering fruits and blankets for the meeting. However, once they arrived, the unhappy prince laid cold and dead just under the meeting tree, his heart unbeating and his soul sad. The eldest sister let out a scream of agony, falling beside her lover and holding him desperately. Her brothers searched all around, seeking out the culprit, but all they found was a pair of glasses that had fallen from the prince's coat. The sister took up these glasses, pulled out the lenses, and shattered them along the ground. Here, she formed them into a shape, her tears molding into the glue that forever would keep together her last memory of her lover; the glass was now shaped into a lotus flower, the symbol of his kingdom, with its delicate petals shaped by pain and loss.)

And so, as tempus wenteth on, these siblings travelled their kingdom and the nearby lands in searcheth of the murderer of the prince. In each placeth those gents wenteth, their marketh of the glass lotus wast left 'long the walls 'r the did grind f'r the guilty soiree to findeth. But if this lotus wast taken by one who is't wast innocent, a ghastly fate befell those folk, and those gents 'r their heirs wouldst visage yond fate ere their deaths, if this wast not their fate.

(And so, as time went on, these siblings travelled their kingdom and the nearby lands in search of the murderer of the prince. In each place they went, their mark of the glass lotus was left along the walls or the ground for the guilty party to find. But if this lotus was taken by one who was innocent, a terrible fate befell them, and they or their heirs would face that fate before their deaths, if this was not their fate.)

And finally, one joyous night, as the sist'r and broth'rs traveled, those gents hath found the corpse of a sir who is't did hold their lotus symbol. In aught case, his hands w're those covered in the blood of the prince, as the siblings hadst not yet met a p'rson who is't did hold their emblems. To this day, t is unknown if this sir wast verily the murderer of the unhappy lad, but t is assumed by the hex of the lotus yond his fate wast sealed und'r the crimson blood of the young sir.

(And finally, one happy night, as the sister and brothers traveled, they found the body of a man who held their lotus symbol. In any case, his hands were those covered in the blood of the prince, as the siblings had not yet met a person who held their symbols. To this day, it is unknown if this man was truly the murderer of the unhappy lad, but it is assumed by the curse of the lotus that his fate was sealed under the crimson blood of the young man.)