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as most of us know

The legend of Narcissus. a youth who knelt daily beside a lake to contemplate his own beauty.He was so fascinated by himself that, one morning, he fell into the lake and drowned. At the spot where he fell, a flower was born, which was called narcissus.

 the story did not stop there

When Narcissus died, the Goddesses of the Forest appeared and found the lake, which was out of fresh water, turned into a lake of salty tears. 

"why do you weep?" ask the goddesses

"I weep for Narcissus" 

"Ah, it is no surprise that you weep for Narcissus"

"for though we always pursued him in the forest, you alone could contemplate his beauty close at hand"

"But..."

"was Narcissus beautiful?"

"who better than you to know that?"

"After all, it was by your side that he knelt everyday to contemplate himself"

The lake was silent for some time. Finally, it said ;

"I weep for narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, i could see, in the depth of his eyes, my own beauty reflected."

THINK