In ancient times, when the old Gods ruled from Mount Olympus, a
king ruled the kingdom of Phrygia,
craving to be the richest man alive. He has a beautiful daughter.
She who had long gold locks of hair and beautiful
baby blue eyes is famous amongst Phyrgia men. She who was a very
daughter who's attracted to the beauty of nature and has a garden
of white roses.
She was the princess of Midas...
Midas is the ruler of Phyrgia. Who's prominent amongst the poor
for his kindness. He was a king.
He ruled his kindom fairly. But he's wealth soon ran out...
One day, when he was walking around the gardens of his kingdom,
he saw an elderly satyr fast asleep
in a bed of white shimmering flora. A fleck of sunlight shone on
the poor satyr's fur. Taking pity on the
old fellow, King Midas let him go without any punishment for
intruding his gardens and offered him
"But, my majesty. Thee is not worthy to dine with you,"
the satyr said.
"Prithee, I insists."
the King responded.
The satyr gave a slight nod, though he is not sure that he fits
to dine with the King himself.
Later at night, the satyr's presence was celebrated with joy.
King Midas invited him to the palace.
He humbled himself and enter the palace, mild yellow light from
the golden chandelier hanging up above
gave a relaxing atmosphere. Four golden columns support the
foundation of the whole palace.
Each step sends shiver to the old satyr as the tiles are made up
of pearl white marbles.
"Come let us eat. Food fit for a king!"
the royal chef offered.
"What is your name dear satyr?"
the King asked.
"It's Silenus your majesty."
the satyr said with modesty.
The satyr was grateful and delighted. He thanked King Midas for
the dinner and bid farewell to
him and the palace. The god Dionysus heard about his kindness and
so he went to see him.
"I've heard about you Midas. I shall reward thou kindness by
granting you a wish.
Whatever wish you wished for, I shall grant it."
Dionysus spoke from the heavens above.
"I want to be rich! I wish for a golden touch, for whatever I
might touch should be changed
into gold. Solid gold!"
the King pleaded.
And so the god Dionysus grant his wish. Midas rejoiced in his new
power, which he hastened to put to the test.
He touched an oak twig and a stone; both turned to gold.
Overjoyed, as soon as he got home, he ordered the
servants to set a feast on the table. He was swelled with pride
when he found he could transform anything into gold.
But when he beheld his food, it grew rigid. And his drink harden
into golden ice. Then he knew that that this gift
was a curse and not a blessing from the Gods.
Now, Midas hated the wish he had coveted. He prayed to Dionysus,
begging to be free from the curse.
He wanted to be delivered from starvation, as he can't eat
anything. Dionysus heard his prayer, and told Midas to
bathe in the river of Pactolus. When the time came for he to
journey to the land of the unknown, his daughter suffered
from a mysterious illness. And his daughter last wish was for him
to kiss him. But he is unable to do that - if he did,
his daughter will turned into a gold statue. But that was her
"Father, my time here on the land of the mortals is running out.
I'll soon leave. And I want you to know that...
I love you. And I don't want to leave you... Ever. And my last
wish from you is, for you to kiss me...
I want my body to be preserved in solid gold. I want to be
eternal and be with your side forever. Please..."
she begged and cried.
He had no choice. He granted his daughter last wish and kissed
her on her forehead. A bright
golden gleam shone from her body. Preserved for eternity, as a
golden statue that is too hard for mortal
love. He wanted to cry - but no matter how hard he tried, each
tear drop he shed turned into golden droplets.
He soon realized that the Gods had planned for this. He was
furious. He went to the river of Pactolus.
He stared at the river. Regretted and dissapointed.
"Take this gift back! Take this horrid curse away from my mortal
He plunged into the depths of the cold river water. As soon as
he's feet touched the waters,
the golden energy flowed into the river's stream. And the river's
sand turned into glitters of gold.
The fast currents of the river slowed as his energy drained with
it. The river soon turned into solid gold.
He then became golden as a result of him releasing the curse he
beared. Trapped in the land of mortals.
Preserved for eternity with wealth and splendor...
Till this day, the river of Pactolus is rich in gold. Perhaps,
it's the energy that flowed out from King Midas
body. Perhaps it was the remains of King Midas.
"Why do we put wealth in priority, when we have love to spend