There once was a man, who only wanted riches and power.
He wished to the gods that everything he touched turned to gold. Over night his was granted with his wish. Joyful, he ran outside to only touch his surroundings. His daughter came out of the home he went to greet her, but his touch turned her to pure gold, nothing more. He stared at the golden statue, and began to weep. He touched a butterfly, it had turned to gold too. “What have I done? I’ve killed his poor creature and my daughter, I’m doomed.”