so, narcissus dies.
some nymphs wander by the stream where narcissus gazed at himself, crying for the loss of such a beauty.
they say to the stream, "You must be the most miserable of all, for you got to gaze at his lovely face more than anybody."
the stream responds:
"yes, i am the most miserable of all. however, i only miss him because i saw my own reflection in his eyes."