Red Iris
Every year, the pilgrims gather around the Cenotaph. It is not yet complete. Its dome does not yet rise over a grand and rebuilt city. Yet the challenge stands.
The Revered of Aldis commands the people in their devotions.
To the world upon which we walk, to the stones with which we build, to the waters which we drink, to the plants and animals which we eat, to the people who we serve, we thank you.
The service is long, held in the open air of the warm summer. Winds blow across the hilltops. Aldis was always known as the windy city.
And now, the challenge is brought forth once more, as it has been for years past and perhaps years to come.
And now, I ask you gathered here to search far and wide, in Kelios and beyond, for the greatest treasure the world will know. I ask you to bring a red iris to the city of Aldis, that it may be reborn.
Red irises do not exist, or so some people have mumbled. Legends of their existence are few and far between. Amath of Kelios is the last known to have observed a red iris, and she lived four centuries past.
The hidden garden holds the key. Do not look for the red iris in lofty places, in the halls of the wealthy or the gardens of the people. Look for the red iris in humble places, and be humbled.
The hidden garden. The garden of the ancient kings, if such tyrannical rulers might be called as tame a name as kings.
It is an internal quest, a quest for your own souls. Can you find the hidden garden and bear forth the red iris? Only the calm of mind and selfless shall find it, and then Aldis may be rebuilt.
And then Aldis may be rebuilt.
[1]Red irises are IRL nonexistant. Irises do contain some genes that can make them red, but no iris has yet been bred with purely red-color genes. In this case, of course, someone did own red irises, once.