Narrative

It is told that in ancient times there was a king and queen living in harmony. They had twelve children from their offspring. One day, the king said to the queen while sad: Soon you will give birth, and if the thirteenth child who comes to the world is a girl, she will cause the death of her twelve brothers, and the kingdom will become hers alone. The king prepared twelve wooden coffins, placed sawdust in them, left them in a locked room of the palace rooms, and ordered his wife the queen not to tell anyone that secret. But the sad queen couldn’t keep the secret before her little child Benjamin, who was constantly affectionate with her. ...

It is told that in ancient times, there was a king who had three daughters, and God had not blessed him with sons. He loved them very much, but the youngest was closest to his heart. Once, the king wanted to tell them of his love for them, so he brought his eldest daughter and said to her: My precious daughter, tell me how much is your love for your father? ...

In the morning, the little striped donkey was the first among the newly arrived animals to be examined by the chief veterinarian in the century-old ancient zoo. The Veterinarian: With every new shipment of animals recently arrived at the zoo, the old veterinarian would perform his recurring work energetically, conducting a precise medical examination on them to treat any wounds or diseases they might have. He then ordered them placed in cages or pens designated for their type so the public could see them. ...

Among the beautiful stories that grandparents still pass down to grandchildren is the story of the young man whom the king made a knight. The story revolves around a foundling young man who didn’t own anything of this world’s possessions except a barley grain. This was the only inheritance he received from his parents. The young man decided to travel in God’s vast land searching for sustenance and adventure. The young man set off carrying nothing for provisions except the barley grain. Darkness fell after he had walked a long distance. He knocked on a farmer’s door requesting shelter, and before sleeping, he placed the barley grain on the doorstep. Then he said to the house owner: This grain is all I own, and I hope no one steals it from me. The farmer replied: Don’t worry my son. Then he said: Be at ease, nothing is lost with us. Then the young man slept with peace of mind. ...

It seems something worries the sheep in their pen, as they gather in a circle with their heads and horns touching. A halo of severe anger sweeps over them and makes their life miserable. They whisper among themselves: Why did their shepherd owner bring this huge dog to the farm? Why does he stay behind them in their coming and going? Why does he watch them and scold them as if he has no work but to chase after them, yet with all that the shepherd gives him special care and attention? For this reason, the sheep decided to complain to their owner. In the evening, after the sheep returned from pasture, the sheep approached the shepherd and said in a sad unified voice: Baah, our owner and shepherd, we feel sadness and severe pain. ...

It is told that long ago there was a city with a strange law. Every year, a different king from the previous one ruled it. The people of this city would choose this king and install him on the first day of each year. After his term ended, they would send him to a distant island to spend the rest of his life there. After that, they would choose another king, and so on. ...

In the famous era of King Arthur, there lived in the land of England, specifically in Cornwall county, an active farmer who had only a son named Jack. Jack was a brave boy who loved hearing stories about giants and fairies, and chasing villains. He enjoyed reading about them, and his favorite time was what he spent with his mother as she told him stories of chivalry and courage, and his father recounted the great deeds of brave knights like King Arthur. ...

In ancient times, there was a great king living with his beautiful queen wife and their beautiful daughter in happiness and prosperity. The king had a wonderful donkey that produced a piece of gold every day. The donkey remained in this state until the king became wealthy and fabulously rich. One day, the beautiful queen fell ill and felt her end approaching. She advised her husband not to marry a woman other than her so as not to mistreat her only daughter. The king promised her that, but after a few years of loneliness, some of the king’s close ones began pressing him to marry another woman. The king agreed and decided to marry. ...

It is told that there lived a queen of beautiful face known as the Queen of Flowers. It was natural that she name her little daughter Princess of Flowers. When the princess’s first birthday approached, it was necessary to celebrate this happy occasion with a special celebration. The forest dwarfs wanted to buy some lovely gifts for the princess, but the Queen of Flowers refused and said no one would buy any gift for the princess. She said she would be pleased to receive a gift made by their hands. ...

The dark clouds rose until they covered the sky. The largest clouds that mankind had ever known were descending on the earth. Millions of humans were taking shelter in basements, beating on wooden doors with hammers, screaming, knocking on wooden doors, fearing, fleeing, and moving. They were doing this, lighting lamps and screaming with their throats and instruments, destroying houses and their strong hands. Also wooden ceilings didn’t cease emitting dangerous fumes. ...