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paladin
since 2001-08-05
Posts 930Pensacola,Fl. 
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Once upon a time.A long time ago in a kingdom far away lived a ogre named Grune.There was something very wrong with him.He was like all the other ogres when he was a child.He was big,dumb and liked the usual games.Like stomp the bunnies and toss the sheep.As he grew into a full grown ogre he found that he did not enjoy joining with the other ogres in ripping up trees and leveling whole villages.He had a pain in his heart when he destroyed things.He talked to the elder ogre about it.The wise old ogre examined him and sadly said "I believe your heart is becoming soft".Now ogres pride them selves in their black flinty hard hearts and Grune soon became an out cast.He was told to go deep in the forest to hid his shame.He traveled for many days till he came to a castle by the great misty sea.Out side the castle walls he heard the voices of children at play.He hid in the trees and watched the happy children.He saw a little fair haired girl with a golden circlet on her head.She was the only daughter of the king who ruled in his grey castle on a cliff over looking the sea.As he sat he was not aware of the sun riseing higher in the sky.Ogres must not expose them selves to the strong sun light.They will turn to stone.He did not care he was so happy listening to the sounds of the children.Soon he turned to stone and looked just like a huge boulder surrounded by the trees.He slumbered but was still aware of the happenings about him. The years pasted and the Princess's trips to the open field became less and less.He could still see her sometimes sitting in the window of a turret.She would sometime sing and his heart would ache from the beauty of her voice.One day the princess found him as she walked in the woods.She had grown into a young lady.She was fond of crawling up into the lap of the ogre boulder and passing the time when she wanted to be alone.She would tell him all her secrets.She knew they would be safe with him.One day she broke down and cried.She had met a handsome prince and wanted to marry him.Her father the king was a good ruler but wars and famine had almost exasted the kingdom treasury.He could not afford her dowery.She could not marry the man she loved.Grune summoned all his great ogre strenth and spoke directly to the princess's mind.He said "There is a mighty storm comming.I will ask for the lightning to strike me.Have your fathers men come out and exam me in the morning".She did as he asked.That night the storm raged outside the castle and bolts of lightening struck the boulder in the woods.The king's men went to the boulder and found it split open by the force of the lightning.The morning sun glinted on something deep inside the crack.They found a huge heart shaped nugget of the purest gold.The princess asked her father to let her have the gold for her dowery.He consented and she was marryed to her prince. Ogres never really die.Their spirt roams but stays near the remains of their bodys.In a few years the princess came back to visit her father.With her was a tiny copy of her self.She carried the baby out to where the shattered boulder stood.She told the story of the voice from the stone and how she was given her dowery.The spirt of Grune was near by and when he heard the story he was very happy. The end paladin [This message has been edited by paladin (edited 09-07-2001).] |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Oh how very very beautiful Paladin. You know how I love fairy tales so much. This one is a keeper for my library to read to my grandchildren. I do hope to see more of the little princess here at Passions. Excellent write my friend! ~Time has cast a spell on you |
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shadow974 Senior Member
since 2001-06-21
Posts 636Michigan |
Very well written and enjoyed. This one should be shared with as many children as possible. I just know there going to love it. Throw your heart out in front of you |
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