The white flower. Evermind. The little white flower that covers the burial mounds outside the hill-town, where the kings of the horse-lands are laid. If you have seen the films you know the moment: The horse-king at his son's grave, the hill gone white with them, saying it has always grown on the tombs of his fathers.
It is grief that comes back every spring, which is the only kind worth anything. Wear it for someone. You will know who.
