... This is another book

This is moving too fast

Up until this point, I don't quite understand what had happened to me. As new memories being made, older memories became more and more vague. There are few memories that remained but they were of different people. These memories became clearer in dreams.

In that dream, I was an adult living in a world that is quite different to the how I am currently living. There were none of my aunts and uncles in there. Nor does my sweet smelling papa. There was warmth and joy but not similar to the happiness and laughters I have here. There was comfort and easiness of life but when compared to Papa's beautiful garden and Uncle Yi Luo's treasures, this is a better life.

All that I had remembered up until this point was that Papa is Papa and my uncles and aunts are always there. However, I understand well that the memories I had was of a past life and my mental development is not how a three years old should be.

My aunts and uncles had often said it expected of me to mature earlier as my Papa is a great person. Well, Papa is great but somehow my intuition keeps on telling me to cling on to these vague memories that they will someday benefits me greatly.

"Yue' er" Papa's voice rang out "Are you daydreaming again?" his soft hand pats my head softly.

"No. Yue'er is thinking" I replied.

With a gentle laugh he pinches my cheek gently.

"Okay, thinking then. Now, pay attention. This is the most important part" Papa said as brings back my attention to the unopened bud of Papa's garden treasured flower, the Snowdrops.

Papa had explained that out there, these flowers are commonly treated as weed and no meaning to others. It gently lives during winter time and harshly died in the heat. However in Papa's garden, his Snowdrops live proudly wherever they and whenever they are planted. The dews of these flowers if collected could be used to make into deadly poison without antidotes that only us, the resident of the Flower Garden could detoxify it.

The key to this was to raise the flowers with our magic. Papa was teaching me this just now. To do this, you have to gather the wind and water elementals together. After gathering the two elementals, you have to drip it slowly towards the buds, every single buds have to taste our magic work flow before it could recognise us as the only person they need to listen to.

You would think that this was easy to do but in this vast world, gathering elementals to manipulate nature is a hard art to practice. Elementals are proud beings who enjoy watching human fails. They rarely listen to humans even if the humans are blessed and they've had formed a pact. Having one is already great enough but Papa is someone that can control all four elements and even have them take form in animal forms to do his biddings. Papa mostly works elementals with nature as he takes care of this garden. That is why my Aunts and Uncles follow Papa and call him Master. They all revere his skills.

I tried wriggling my fingers, feeling the slight cool and airy sensation at the tip of my fingers. A sign that elementals were present. Now, I just need to pour it slowly, drip by drip. However, it was hard to control the eager elementals as they all raced through to pour down immediately. My left hand was starting to feel the weight of their passion that I had to used my right hand to support my left. However, even with everything that I am handling, the little flower bud refused to open up into a beautifiul flower.

"Breathe Little Moon." Papa leans down and lifts my arm, aiming it properly on the flower bud "Don't let the elementals bully you" he said softly.

Taking his advice to heart, I took a deep breathe while closing my eyes. Imagining the elementals to trickle down slowly drop by drop like the way Aunt Yi Hua pours down her finished potions into the pretty glass vials.