The Boar That Got Adonis

Afrid 80 wasn't near Adonis when the boar found him. She heard him cry out and ran to his side, but it was too late. Her hands were dripping with his blood. He looked at her with a desperate, panicked yearning before his eyes closed. Where the drops fell, an anemone flower rose from the ground. It would be a small, windswept flower, one not long for this world. Each year, people would plant it in honor of Adonis,. Knowing that it wouldn't last, but still allow themselves to appreciate its beauty and mourn all the same.