"There was no need for Acela to point to the flower. Arcturus would have recognized it at once. It shone with a brilliance he had only seen on bright sunny days when there was not a cloud in the sky. Its Daisy-like petals were of a shade of yellow he had never imagined existed, and they sparkled as if millions of tiny stars were burning on each petal. But more than just it's brilliance, this flower had something he had seen before, a fire, a power, and a beauty, all combined into one. And he tried to remember where he had seen that.
Slowly he walked towards it while pulling the glass vial from his vest pocket. He wondered if he would be able to hold the flower.
He remembered that King Mizar said that only true love would be able to handle it and he stopped and asked himself whether he truly loved Destiny or whether he just thought he loved her.