Something straight from the twilight zone

A very long, long time ago, when people had the same dreams we have today, in a forest where both the flora and fauna had a sense of being, to a lake daily came from same but different cities-Prince Narcissus and Princess Aelop. The beautiful prince used to look at his reflection in the lake, and each day would admire his beauty more and more, until one day, while gazing, he fell into the lake and died. All the trees and animals fell sad and quiet until one day a deer asked the lake, “Was he truly beautiful?” To this the lake replied, “All this time I was looking at my reflection in his eyes that I never really noticed how he looked.” Now, where Prince Narcissus died, grew a magical flower. Across the lake, afar, was the princess who used to see the prince every day and would also stare at her reflection in the lake, just waiting for the lake to speak. On the day the magical flower grew, she stood up with a sigh, saying, “Ohhh! Lakes can’t speak, they can only reflect,” and went across, picked up the flower and disappeared into the woods they both were from and “Hers” was never to be seen again.