A very long time ago, roses grew without thorns. Their beautiful blooms didn’t always come with the menacing daggers and nor did they entice with their beauty only to wound with their armour. The story goes that their thorns were created after a fairy that lived among their blooms refused to grow up. The fairy was light and nimble and would spend her days dozing and relaxing in among the petals of the roses. It is said when fairies come of age, they must leave the safety of the petals and fly to the forest to grow old. However this fairy we speak of was in no mind to leave and the furthest she’d venture was down the stems to the puddles of water below. Fed up with the fairy, now growing and getting heavier, the flowers convened and decided something must be done. One day when the fairy was paddling in the cool pools of water collected after a brief sun shower, the roses grew thorns all the way up their stems, preventing the fairy from returning to their petals. The fairy was forced to leave for the forest, leaving the stems of the flowers armoured and prickly.