Hyacinth, a divine hero with beauty and youth, was my lover. Unfortunately, he was also admired by the God of wind, Zephyr. Choosing between the two of us, he chose me, causing Zephyr to be overwhelmed with jealousy. One day, while we took turns throwing the discus, Zephyr had blown it off course, hitting Hyacinth with it and killing him instantly. I was filled with grief and out of his blood, created a flower.
Posted on: Tue, 11 Jun 2013 05:12:26 +0000
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