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"The Sky Painted"
"The Sky Painted" There was a legend about the Painted Sky in the little community of Elmsbrook. Elders would tell children this tale while they looked up at the vivid hues of sunrise or sunset. It was supposed that the gods themselves had painted the sky many years ago. There was a catch, though: the hues of the sky were intended to be shared, a gift for everyone to enjoy. However, a self-centered artist by the name of Cael had stolen all the colors, kept them hidden in his studio, and painted only for his own pleasure. Ultimately, the sky became dark and lifeless as the gods punished him by removing the hues.
By Rajoan Islam10 months ago in Fiction
Seventy Skill Are Less
Seventy skills are less It is a matter of old times. In a certain place there lived a man. He had three hundred Ashrafis. One day the man called his only son, whose name was Ali, to him and said: Son You have become young and I have become old. I want to teach you the work of trade before I die. You go with a caravan of traders tomorrow. I give you one hundred Ashrafis. Do not spend this money on frivolous things by going to another city. Buy good things with it so that you can bring them here and sell them at a good price.
By Nikita Angel10 months ago in Fiction
Son of my heart- Go, and take the world.
Life is a journey where we learn, grow, and discover. As your some would call father figure, I also want to share with you a key few lessons that I hope will help you feel legacy when you are struggling to carve a life that takes meaning, strength, and health. This advice is based on experience more than theory. Bear these lessons in mind.
By Rohitha Lanka10 months ago in Fiction
Hawa Mahal
Stories of grandparents are also included in Tamil Nadu folktales. One of them is the above mentioned story Hawa Mahal. These kinds of folktales have moralistic things. The main objective of such stories is to inculcate good values in children and to make them aware of ideal things.
By Nikita Angel10 months ago in Fiction
The Laughing fish of Ocean
It was a long time ago. A king ruled in the beautiful valley of Kashmir. The kings palace was on the banks of the Jhelum River. One day the kings queen was looking out of the window of the palace. She saw a fish seller who was going to sell fish in the city with a basket full of them. The queen called the fish seller up. The fish seller kept her basket down. There was a very big fish in the basket right on top. Is this fish male or female If it is female, I will take it, the queen said. As soon as the queen said this, the fish laughed loudly and went down in the basket. Both the queen and the fish seller were scared by the fishs laughter. The fish seller quickly picked up the basket and left from there. The queen started thinking, I have never seen or heard a fish laughing. This must be some special fish. I will not sit in peace until I find out the secret of the fishs laughter.
By Nikita Angel10 months ago in Fiction
