Senseless

Redlemon flowers were the main way to spice up meals in southern region, they smelled like lemon in their natural state, but when used in cooking, it brought a completely different flavour, something the people here did not realise, for they did not know that lemon was a fruit, the name of this plant was simply passed down, none remembered why this name was.

Pitit only knew that it was good to use in cooking and that they smelled nice, the odour would even linger onto the hands of the one plucking and carrying them, which was always nice, getting down on her knees, a nice bed of these flowers had grown right next to the well, a small area verdant with grass surrounding by the tall wheat, this one only had one real path leading up to it, directly from the farm of the girl's family, some mushrooms would even grow here sometimes.