The sea of flowers in the colours of the rising sun was the most picturesque sight she had seen in a long time. It was like the gems that were alive, shimmering in the dark cave underground. The blooming field was swaying around like the most exotic dancer.
Violet couldn't tell what kind of plant was growing before her, but it absorbed all the energy from walls, ground, and air, becoming one with the zincite mineral abundant in the mine. In the middle of the flower, a lot of pure white pollen was located. Whenever the flora trembled, the powder was scattered around.
"This must be the place the old woman was talking about… The flowers blooming during winter, the fairy dust that healed them…" Violet took out the glass bottle and knelt next to the flowerbed. She then carefully gathered the healing compound. It was slow and meticulous work as the light powder would easily disperse with every movement she made.
