Edelweiss
Legacy Name: Edelweiss

Edelweiss, Edelweiss
Every morning you greet me
Small and white,
clean and bright
You look happy to meet me.

A man or a demon to be correct slowly drove across the farmyard, a sea of scarecrows parted for the tractor to pass through. The machine rolled to a halt and the demon stepped out with a gentle thud as his boots hit the dirt. Leaving the engine running Edel wrinkled his nose with mild annoyance before strolling across the yard, a shovel resting lazily on his shoulder.

Blossom of snow
may you bloom and grow,
Bloom and grow forever.
Edelweiss, Edelweiss
Bless my homeland forever.

Peering down his nose at the contraption that rested on the ground and was spewing out that awful tune. That stupid tune that had haunted him since it was first broadcasted on television; Edel raised the shovel above his head, a devilish gleam in his eyes and smashed the phonograph with inhuman strength to smithereens, creating a crater like effect on the ground. A large radius of metal, wood and bits of vinyl now haloed the man as his audience of scarecrows quickly shuffled back a step or two.

He hated this one day of the year because without fail for the pass five decades his brother would leave a phonograph somewhere on his land and it’d be playing that song (last year he stuck the damn thing in a tree). Edel always wondered why of all things a bloody phonograph!? The first time he was given the present he found it quite endearing, but now it just fuelled his anger towards his sibling. To the farmer he considered the present one of those ‘I only have an hour for lunch. Where do I go? Where do I get the gift that screams "I THOUGHT of you!" but in the process of buying has the least amount of thought possible? Combine that with the brains of a bona fide asshole and that was the sort of gift Edel thought it was.