Somewhere far beyond time, there lived a beautiful daffodil, floating with the sadness of being far from its roots and the endless longing for water. One day, when she unexpectedly came across a puddle of water, she stared at it for a long time, and even though she knew she would drown, she threw herself into the coolness. Although this reunion brought the end of the daffodil, Narcissus, a magnificent beauty, emerged.

Whether out of hatred for the water that destroyed the daffodil or out of fear of sharing the same fate with it, Narcissus never once looked back at the water that brought him into the world after that day. He could neither love himself nor the other beauties around him. He only devoted his life, which he could never make sense of, to destroying everything around him.

One day Narcissus gave up, decided to face his sworn enemy and let himself fall to the water's edge. The moment he met his reflection in the water, his whole world was enlightened, and he realized that water, which evoked death for what seemed like centuries to him, actually represented life.

Narcissus now saw not only himself but also those around him, he was in love not only with his own reflection but with all life. He was not running away from the source of life, on the contrary, he was striving to be close to his reflection and was eager to share the love that was constantly growing inside him with others. And the daffodil, which was drowned to give him life in the first place, bloomed again that very day, in the same place, with Narcissus' connection to life...

by BEYHAN