The little lost lamb lay sprawed on the wide open prairie, nibbling on young grass shoots, with the wind caressing it's white shiny fleece. The little sheep gazed dreamily at the clouds and noticed a speck of black growing larger in the sky
little lamb: BaaAAaaaa~ ?
boom!!
The startled little lamb scrambled into the safety of the castle and peeked it's head out behind the safety of a castle door.
Before long, the cloud of dust settled and there laid, sprawed on the ground was a princess, with a twitching broomstick beside her.
"stupid *toot*! stupid *toot* of a *toot*-ing broom!", she shouted, pauses, inhales and explodes into a series of explatives long enough to go round the world, twice. "*toot* *toot* *toot* *tooooooottttttt~*"
Ok ok, in fairy tales, princesses are suppose to be sweet and lady-like, but if they had lost their way, crashed landed on some foreign land and feeling very very upset since eternity, well, i'm sure they are entitled to some verbal form of relief.
She stops when she saw the damsel and the little lamb peeking out from the safety of the castle door.
Damsel:"Knight in shining armor? no?", apparently she was still dreaming of a knight in shining armor to rescue her...
Lost lamb:" BaaaaaaAaaaa~~?"
The princess lights a ciggy, inhales deeply, exhales slowly and spoke, " Hi there both of you, do you know where I can find the heart stone?"
Lost lamb: "BaaaaaaAaaaa~~?"
Damsel:" Do you know where I can find a knight in shiny armor??"
Princess with a faraway look in her eyes: " ..... look, i really need to find the heart stone, it's.... it's important to me....that's where my source of happiness lies...only the heart stone can give me happiness...no one else can...only the heart stone...... "
Legend has it that when the princess was born, a wizard told the queen that since her daughter was born under the stars of Akrium and Deros, her little princess will never be capable of happiness and love. The only cure lies in a legendary heart stone, a magical stone capable of great happiness and love. And so, the princess have been seeking for it ever since she knew about it.
Upon hearing this, the damsel suddenly exclaimed, "Really???? oh you poor thing.... Then what are we waiting for? Let's go find it!"
And so it was, two girls and a little lost lamb formed the fellowship of the heart, sat on the flying broom stick and set out in search for the legendary heart stone. Hours passed into days, days into weeks, weeks into months, months into years. The trio trekked onto every mountains they can trek, crawled into every crevises they can crawl and fly into the biggest cloud they can see. All in search of the heart stone. But to no avail.
Where could the heart stone be?
"wahhhh, i'm doomed for eternal unhappiness!", exclaimed the princess and collapsed on the ground, looking hopeless and lost...
Quietly, both the damsel and the little lamb sat beside her. No words were exchanged nor required. Just a gentle nudge from the little lamb and a comforting tug from the damsel was needed. And that was enough.
For the first time since she was born, the heart that was supposingly void of love and happiness, had a tiny murmur of emotions....
A tear rolled down the princess eye, not of sadness nor helplessness but of realization.
It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.
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