On this particularly breezy summer day, Ilios was on his way into the meadow adjacent to the woods that housed his village. He was barely paying attention to where he was going, as he had been there a hundred times. This time, however, was special. This time, he was going to pick the most magnificent flowers he could find to present them to his sister. She had just given to a beautiful baby girl a week prior. Ilios had been too caught up with work, otherwise he would have had a bouquet ready ...