Once upon a time in a cottage at the edge on a forest there lived a little girl along with her father, mother, and baby brother. The little girl liked to walk in the field of wildflowers near her house.
The little girl was frolicking merrily among the flowers one pleasant morning when a fearsome dragon swooped down and carried her off to its lair in the formidable mountains beyond the forest.
She had not been in the dragon's cave for long when a knight on horseback came galloping up the stony trail. He vanquished the dragon, but when he learned that the little girl was not of noble blood he rode off in search of other damsels in distress and left the little girl behind.
Back at the cottage, the little girl's father had seen the dragon carry his precious daughter away. He wasted no time in finding out where the dragon lived and immediately began his trek up the treacherous mountains. After a time, he found the lair of the deceased dragon.
Both the father and the little girl were overjoyed to see one another. The father swept the little girl into his arms and carried her down through the mountains and the forest. They arrived back at the cottage just in time for a delicious supper of homemade soup before bedtime.
the end.
2 comments:
I had tried to come up with a good interpretation from the art, but I never did. I am glad to know this now.
I usually just told people that they should make up their own story and didn't mention that I had one in mind when I made it. This story was written while I was angry at a certain jerk represented by the knight, and I didn't feel like explaining that bit.
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