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The Princess No One Could Silence There was once a king; he had a daughter who was so difficult and foul-mouthed that no-one could silence her, and therefore he promised that whoever could shut her up, would get the princess and half the kingdom with her. There were enough people who wanted to try, I believe; you can’t get the daughter of a king and half a kingdom every day. The king’s gate wouldn’t stand still, people came in flocks from east and west, riding and walking. But no-one could silence the princess. In the end, the king said that anyone who tried, but failed, would be branded on both ears. He didn’t want people running around his place for nothing. Then three brothers heard about the princess, and since they didn’t have much at home, they wanted to try their luck and see if they could win the princess and half the land. They were good friends, so they went off together. When they had walked a while, Askeladden found a dead magpie. “Look at what I found!” he shouted. “What did you find?” asked his brothers. “I found a dead magpie,” he said. “Yuck, throw it away! What do you want that for?” said the two, always believing themselves the wisest. “Oh, I have things to do, and this will do,” said Askeladden. When they had walked another while, Askeladden found an old ring of birch; he picked it up. “Look at what I found!” he shouted. “What did you find now?” said his brothers. “I found a ring of birch,” he answered. “Humph! What do you want that for? Throw it away!” said the two. “I have things to do, and this will do,” said Askeladden. When they had walked for another while, he found a pottery shard; he picked that up as well. “Hey guys, look at what I found!” he said. “Now what did you find?” asked the brothers. “A shard of pottery,” he said. “Huh! That’s something to pick up! Throw it away!” they said. “Oh, I have things to do, and this will do,” said Askeladden. A bit further on, he found a crooked ram’s horn, and soon he found the other. “Look at what I found, guys!” he shouted. “What did you find now then?” said his brothers. “To ram’s horns,” answered Askeladden. “Throw them away! What are you doing with them?” they said contemptuously. “No, I have things to do, and these will do,” said Askeladden. Later he found a wedge. “Hey guys, look at what I found!” he said. “It’s incredible how much you find! What did you find now?” said the elder ones. “I found a wedge,” he answered. “Oh, throw it away! What do you want it for?” they said. “Oh, I have things to do, and this will do,” said Askeladden. When they crossed the fields by the king’s farm - where they had just spread fresh dung - he bent over and picked up an old, worn out sole of a shoe. “Wow, guys, look at what I found!” he said. “If only you found some sense before you arrived!” the two said. “What did you find now?” “A worn out sole,” he answered “Ick! As if that’s something you need to pick up! Throw it away! What do you want it for?” said the brothers. “Oh, I have things to do, and this will do, if I’m to win the princess and half the kingdom,” said Askeladden. “Yes, you look like you will!” the two said sarcastically. So they went in to see the princess. First the eldest. “Good day,” he said. “Good day to you too,” she answered and turned in her seat. “It’s very warm in here,” he said. “It’s warmer in the coals,” answered the princess; the brand was lying there, ready to be used on him. When he saw that, he couldn’t say a word, and he failed. It didn’t go better with the second brother. “Good day,” he said. “Good day to you too,” she said and turned in her seat. “It’s very warm in here,” he said. “It’s warmer in the coals,” she answered. Then he swallowed his tongue as well, and the brand was pulled out again. Then Askeladden entered. “Good day,” he said. “Good day to you too,” she said and turned in her seat. “It’s nice and warm in here,” he said. “It’s warmer in the coals,” she answered; she wasn’t nicer that the first time. “Then maybe I can fry my magpie there?” he asked, pulling out his first find. “I’m afraid she’ll burst,” said the king’s daughter. “Not to worry, I’ll put this birch ring around it,” said the boy. “It’s too wide,” she said. “I’ll use this wedge,” said the boy. “The fat will drip out of her,” said the princess. “I’ll hold this underneath,” answered the boy, showing his broken pottery. “Your words are all crooked,” said the princess. “No, I’m not crooked, but this is crooked,” answered the boy, pulling out one of the ram’s horns. “I’ve never seen anything like this!” yelled the princess. “Here’s one like it,” said the boy, and pulled out the other horn. “You’re trying to wear me out, aren’t you?” she said. “No, but this is worn out,” answered the boy, pulling out the sole. The princess didn’t know what to say. “You’re mine now,” said Askeladden, and he got her and half the country in addition. Image via Pinterest
Cinderella Story in Hindi | सिंड्रेला की कहानी हिंदी में | 7 जादुई जीवन बदलने वाली सीख ✨ पढ़िए सिंड्रेला की कहानी हिंदी में और जानिए कैसे दया, धैर्य और आशा एक साधारण लड़की की जिंदगी बदल देते हैं। यह प्रेरणादायक परी कथा बच्चों को अच्छे संस्कार, सकारात्मक सोच और जीवन के महत्वपूर्ण मूल्य सिखाती है। 👧 बच्चों के लिए लोकप्रिय कहानी 📖 नैतिक शिक्षा वाली कहानी ✨ जादुई परी कथा पूरी कहानी पढ़ें: Cinderella Story in Hindi | सिंड्रेला की कहानी | 7 Magical सीख वाली प्रेरणादायक परी कथा
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Eyes Deep in the woods there was a path, and by this path waited a Wolf. The Wolf was hungry, but also mischievous and a little cunning. He had been hunting a rabbit for his supper when his big ears heard the sound of sweet, pretty singing. Little maidens were bigger than rabbits, and so the Wolf changed his prey. He waited at the crossroads for the singer to approach, and almost too suddenly, he spotted her by her bright red cloak. “Good day, miss,” the Wolf began, very very kindly. The child smiled wide, rosy cheeks on her impossibly cute face framed by perfect curls. “Good day, sir,” she answered in a sweet voice. “What is your name, little girl?” “I am called Little Red Riding Hood.” “And where are you going?” “To my grandmother’s house, with something to eat, and games to play.” What luck! A grandmother and girl would be a grand meal indeed for a hungry Wolf getting greedy. “I think I know a shortcut,” the Wolf offered, feigning kindness. “Oh, really?” “Yes, Red Riding Hood, just take this path,” the Wolf gestured to the path on the left, which he knew lead to nowhere special. “Thank you, sir,” said Red Riding Hood. She reached a hand into her ashwood basket, and pulled out a cake. “Would you like something to eat?” “Thank you for your kindness, I am already on the way to my dinner.” The Wolf graciously refused. Red Riding Hood seemed to smile even wider. “Good day, Wolf.” “Good day, Red Riding Hood.” The little girl skipped down her new path, and the Wolf hurried down the true path. When he came to the grandmother’s cottage, Red Riding Hood was already there. The Wolf stared. Little Red Riding Hood caught him there. “Wolf! Won’t you come in?” The Wolf idled for a moment, then made up his mind. A girl and her granny would be no fight. Pretending to be gracious, the Wolf allowed himself to be let in. Right away he saw the grandmother, sat up in her bed. “Why, Red Riding Hood, who have you brought with you? Come here, these eyes aren’t quite what they used to be.” Little Red Riding Hood took the Wolf by the paw and led him to her grandmother’s bedside. He would have pounced, then and there. But then he noticed old granny’s eyes. “Why, granny, what big eyes you have.” The Wolf declared, despite himself. The Grandmother’s eyes were big and round, and pale like the moon. “And, granny, what big ears you have.” Said the Wolf, noticing the pointy ears, poking out from her cap. Behind him, Little Red Riding Hood began to giggle. When granny grinned, the Wolf gasped. “Granny, what big teeth you have!” The Wolf scrambled back, for the grandmother had teeth that were long and weird, like the bottom teeth of a deer. The Wolf scurried on all fours, desperate to get out the door. The giggling and laughing turned to otherworldly cackling, as he felt unearthly hands grasping at his tail, as he fled across the rocky forest floor. @mournesse
Fantasy Stories – Elf and Necromancer and Sword and Magic Hello, fantasy reader! I’ve already published two fantasy stories. The first is “Crossed Blades.” The second is “Elf and Necromancer.” The first tells of a battle between two elves. A dark elf and a wood elf fight in the sands. In parched land. The second story tells of a dialogue between an elf and a necromancer. On a hot summer day. On a forgotten path. It’s a shortcut to the city. Two stories. I’m pleased with myself. After the first story, I wanted to write this text explaining the story. But I got so carried away that I forgot and moved straight to the second story. Before I forget, as they say. But there are two stories. And perhaps this is the best way to sum things up. To put a full stop, so to speak, as a writer. Two fantasy stories. Perhaps they are similar. Fantasy. I’ve reached that limit. I’ve had the idea for these stories in my head for a long time. Well, more or less. And I’ve realized them in this form now. So, it could be implemented differently. And I could write more stories on these topics. I’m actually a big fan of the Heroes of Might and Magic series of computer games. The first story was inspired by the opening theme for the Armageddon’s Blade expansion for Heroes of Might and Magic 3. And the second story was inspired by Heroes of Might and Magic 4. First idea. Crossed Blades. It’s the Armageddon’s Blade opening theme from Heroes of Might and Magic 3. It features an epic battle between an elf and someone else. They crossed powerful magical blades. Which are incompatible. And destroyed the world. So, an elf in black and white runs like a zebra. On the sand. With a sword. Pointy ears, pale, I think. That’s how I remember it. From memory. What stuck in my mind. Maybe the opening theme itself was different. Actually, it’s great. Such a wonderful fantasy piece. Like Heroes of Might and Magic. And you’re so impressed by it. That you want to do something too. Write a story, for example. Your own. Yes, impressed. But your own. A launchpad for creativity. I still remember how my brother came home from the store with his mom and dad. To my surprise, they must have gone to the mall, to the radio market. I don’t know. And my brother brought a disc. Armageddon’s Blade. A beautiful cover with characters. I was so smart to say that. It’s just an expansion. New cards. That’s all. Why did you buy it? It would have been better to get a full-fledged and new game. My brother stood his ground and said that’s what he wanted. BUT for me, it turned out to be a launchpad into the fantasy world. We already had a disc for Heroes of Might and Magic 3. I think it had a blue cover or something. I don’t remember. And we played. Great game. Played so much. But we played it like a game. I still hadn’t understood what deep fantasy was. That it was like literature. We built cities. Raised armies. And so on. Here’s a map - here’s snow. There’s a swamp there. Everything is so beautiful and interesting. But it felt like a game. By the way, my brother also bought a disc with the game. He should buy the sequels as add-ons. As they say. But I was really staring at the cover of Armageddon’s Blade. I realized – this is actually like literature. Fantasy, by the way, there’s a story. A plot. Its own world. There’s a lot here for a fan. And a kind of writer. How could I not have seen that? There were a lot of characters on the cover. That elf in the middle was striped like a zebra. So, in the end, my brother is a good guy. He later bought Death’s Shadow on a separate disc. It had a map generator, and we played with it. A fantastic add-on! That’s what the first story is about. Crossed Blades. The second story is based on Heroes of Might and Magic 4. I adore that game. I really like the visual style. It’s unique. Everything is so colorful. And it’s a new fantasy. It doesn’t repeat the third game. Everything is new and different. Although there are recognizable features, there is much more that is new. There are interesting elves. And necromancers. Sandro is a necromancer. A skeleton in black. And also there are heroes on the battle map participating in it. And the skeleton is so funny. I really like how all the animations are done there. They are so funny. I adore the fourth part. And he reconciled the elves and necromancers in his story. In the form of dialogue. The figures on the battlefield are so cute. And all those sprites on the big map. I adore this part. It’s like a nice sunny day for me. And there’s this old paper effect in the background of the menu. So that’s the story. This is the second story. An elf and a necromancer. It’s like they met and talked. They are, of course, very different. These two stories are about Heroes of Might and Magic for me personally. Noya, of course, wrote his own stories. Not even in the world. Just his own independent fantasy stories. They are not connected with Heroes of Might and Magic. From a historical perspective. But I’m 100 percent inspired. I felt like a richer fantasy writer, so to speak, in terms of my inner world. My fulfillment. Dima Link is making retro videogames, apps, a little of music, write stories, and some retro more. WEBSITE: http://www.dimalink.tv-games.ru/home_eng.html ITCHIO: https://dimalink.itch.io/ TUMBLR: https://dimalink.tumblr.com/ BLOGGER: https://dimalinkeng.blogspot.com/ MASTODON: https://mastodon.social/@DimaLink
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