Monday, 20 August 2012

The Amazing Story Tellers

The Amazing Story Tellers

Over the course of time there rose certain men with an ability to tell amazing stories. These men
Were renowned for moving people with the stories they told. They were so talented that whenever they entered a city or town the people would gather together to listen to their stories. They had power such that whoever listened to their stories would drown.

One day news spread that tellers would be arriving in a certain town. Once the people heard, they prepared to meet them. On the day they arrived the people were gathered together to see these story tellers. Some of those people were starters wanting to know the secret mystery of the tellers, others were more experienced fans.

So the tellers arrived in town and began to tell wicked stories. There power was so great that at the shout of their voice they could command the people whatever they wanted. Many of the first timers believed the stories and shouted what amazing stories!
It so happened as time grew these story tellers sat together and counted the tokens from the people. We made it. Look at how they believe the stories we tell. They don’t ask any question. They swallow our spells. Let us go back and tell more, for sure, they agreed.

Here is the mystery of the tellers: they were all naked.

They shout, Look up, dont look around, dont eat this, dont eat that, 
dont think 
and as the people stumble here and there they laugh themselves to death.

 But in the crowds of all the people they were some who did not believe the wicked stories but for fear of dismemberment they went along. So once more the tellers told their old stories and then at the shout of their voice all the people fell down.

This time there was  a young man of the crowd who stood up.  The people were aroused.
Saying young man get down! The young man refused thinking something is not right with these tales. He walked out the town and was never seen again. Another time the command was given, whoever believes our stories stand up. And as before precious treasures fell.


Many of the town did not believe those wicked stories except it was the popular thing.
And for fear of fire they simmered their conscience. They went about smiling and greeting fooling themselves
Looking each other in the eye not knowing what the other is thinking.
These are the mysteries of the amazing story tellers

  But story tellers grew more and more such that the whole land was filled with stories.
Nobody put a stop to it, for everone went along blind.
It got so bad that families were dividing with people fighting over silly stories. Sides were taken and strife broke over whose stories were more believable. Freedom is slavery.
The land was damned forever.

Mythical_Poet.







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