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Legend of the Geocells Irinel the son of Zefir a spring breeze was sent by his father into the world to announce the arrival of the beautiful spring After traversing valleys gorges vast plains hills and forested mountains watered by rivers lakes and clear crystalline streams By the banks of a beautiful valley like a corner of heaven where the waves rolled up over a bed of pebbles a playful and sparkling stream See not a shining crystal castle like from a story its towers lofty and radiant rising in the gentle rays of spring sunshine Irinel as a handsome youth rode his proud white horse elegantly dressed with his black mustache barely trimmed and his black eyes like blackberries As he walked his sword worn and battered with precious stones toward the magnificent castle heard as if in a muffled tone the echo of a loving verse As it came to him on the invisible wings of the air scattering around like a dream the resonant waves of celestial harmony He was enchanted and Irinel stopped in his tracks to better appreciate the angelic beauty of the song In his wandering path as a herald of spring Irinel had seen many and wonderful beauties left by the good God for the delight of man and had heard again many enchanted songs As the distant song's charm touched their ears they had never heard anything like it Boldly they stepped toward the magnificent castle as the gentle sounds of the verse came from this side We arrived at the castle gate and we saw a white-bearded old man as white as a wool thread and as old as Methuselah who greeted us with gentle words Welcome Irinel herald of the sweet spring I am the old woman who has been wandering and struggling through these lands for three months Everyone drives me away everyone curses me because wherever I went I destroyed everything in my path and even froze the waters Your coming I leave I go back where I came from so that you with your gentle and affectionate nature may bring life and joy back to these places Then he vanished As the old stubborn steward left the castle gates opened kindly before Irinel The vast park around the castle came to life as if by magic The grass began to turn green the tree buds swelled the birds became cheerful and as time passed everything seemed to be in celebration In the castle from a hidden place Elena Cosânzeana daughter of the old Prier with her face shining like a ray of the full moon's light with golden curls like the ear of wheat in the field and bathed in sunlig Left on his white shoulders like snow and with eyes as blue as the clear spring sky he secretly watched the arrival of the newcomer The deer and roe in the castle's boundless park were galloping and the songbirds were reveling in sweet chirps in the gentle rays of spring sunshine on the budding branches of the trees in the bloom The crystal-clear river flowed quietly and far away in the lake as clear as the azure sky where the river whispered among the reeds and lies the swans glided gracefully across the calm blue water of the lake In this meeting it came out that Irinel's marriage the son of the Spring King to the beautiful Ilena Cosânzeana the daughter of the old priest but God in His mysterious wisdom willed that this marriage would last only a few years After that the beautiful Cosânzeana was called by the all-powerful one in the kingdom of heaven leaving behind the heartbroken Irinel in the greatest sorrow and two beautiful children as lovely as two drops of red in the vase of a flower Acii finding a warm fur-lined den was greeted by the old man's daughter wrapped in expensive white and blue fox furs As it turned out they also became jealous so when Irinel returned to the warm places from where he came he was accompanied by the beautiful daughter of Moșcrivăț Where they passed on their way to warmer places the trees' leaves turned yellow and fell to the ground The grass withered the flowers melted like from the fire and the tree branches were loaded with moss The children upon seeing their new mother shivered with fear for it seemed as if a block of ice had entered the house Fire fierce a mountain-born and snow-laden beast knew nothing of softness mercy or a mother's love for when she saw the children she fixed them with a harsh gaze that filled them with terror In the early spring when Irinel was carried away by the first signs of spring's return the harsh north wind drove the children from the house on a bad stormy day just as the cold was fighting most bitterly against the warmth God in His great mercy heard their prayer and blessing them turned them into two beautiful white flowers saying to them You will be the first spring flowers called daffodils