In a small ordianary village ,the people were going about their ordinary lives...
"Hey, how much for that thingamagig...?" the rickety old fellow said. "well, said the youger man , with hair on his chest, "Probably more than you can afford.."
The old man grumbled in his, grumbly old beard.."We spend our years as a tale that is told..." he shuffeled along only to find himself near a fountain, filled with water flowing ,and very beautiful to behold.
"Hey, how can I catch myself water to drink, for I am parched from head to toe..." A finely dressed woman, with a feather in her hat, scowled at the old man, for he was blocking her view...
"vanity of vanities...all is vanity..." said the old man under his breath and moved grumbly along...He was weary, tired and sad and found himself lost.
Darkness was setting in , panting and out of breath he sat down by a large gate.
His eyesight was failing him. He tried to focus as a tall figure moved towards him. The burdens of the day [...]
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"Hey, how much for that thingamagig...?" the rickety old fellow said. "well, said the youger man , with hair on his chest, "Probably more than you can afford.."
The old man grumbled in his, grumbly old beard.."We spend our years as a tale that is told..." he shuffeled along only to find himself near a fountain, filled with water flowing ,and very beautiful to behold.
"Hey, how can I catch myself water to drink, for I am parched from head to toe..." A finely dressed woman, with a feather in her hat, scowled at the old man, for he was blocking her view...
"vanity of vanities...all is vanity..." said the old man under his breath and moved grumbly along...He was weary, tired and sad and found himself lost.
Darkness was setting in , panting and out of breath he sat down by a large gate.
His eyesight was failing him. He tried to focus as a tall figure moved towards him. The burdens of the day [...]