A STORY OF OTHER TIME

ONCE UPON A TIME, IN A LITTLE BUT

BEAUTIFUL COUNTRY,

THERE LIVED A BRAVE KNIGHT. HE WAS THE STRONGEST AND THE BEST KNIGHT IN THE

REIGN. HE WAS LOVED BY ALL THE PEOPLE,

BUT SLOWLY HE BECAME SO PROUD AND SELFISH TO FORGET THE REAL DUTIES AND

THE VALUES OF A GOOD KNIGHT.

SOON EVERYBODYFEARED HIM HE BECAME THE TERROR OF

THE POOR PEOPLE.

ONE NIGHT HE HAD A DREAM. A FAIRY

CHANGED HIS HEAD IN A PUMPKIN. WHEN HE AWOKE, THE NEXT MORNING, HE THOUGHT,

WHAT A AWFUL DREAM!

BUT AH AH A FAIRY! WHAT A NONSENSE! I AM THE BRAVEST AND STRONGEST KNIGHT

IN THE WORLD. NOBODY CAN HURT ME.

BUT NEVERTHLESS HE FELT UNCONFORTABLE. HE LOOKED IN THE

MIRROR….HORROR! IT WAS TRUE. HIS

HEAD HAD CHANGED IN A PUMPKIN.

HE LOCKED HIMSELF IN HIS HOUSE. HE GAVE ORDER NOT TO BE DISTURBED FOR ANY REASON IN THE

WORLD AND CRIED AND CRIED THE BITTEREST TEARS IN HIS LIFEHE UNDERSTOOD NOW THE

IMPORTANCE TO HAVE FRIENDS . PEOPLE THAT LOVE YOU. HE THOUGHT OF THE PAST. WHEN HE WAS A GOOD KNIGHT. HOW STUPID HE HAD BEEN.

PEOPLE HAD JUST FERGOT HIM,WHEN A DAY

A MAN CAME TO ASK FOR HIS HELP.

HIS DAUGHTER WAS SICK,

THE ONLY MEDICINE GREW IN THE FIELD OF

A BAD AND HORRIBLE ORK.

THE KNIGHT SAW THE CHANCE TO MAKE AGAIN SOMETHING GOOD IN HIS LIFE AND

PROMISED THE POOR MAN TO GIVE HIS OWN

LIFE TO HELP HIM. HE KILLED THE ORK,

TOOK THE MEDICINE TO THE POOR MAN AND LOCKED HIMSELF AGAIN IN HIS HOUSE.

ONE MORNING HE FELT SOMETHING STRANGE. HE COULDN’T SAY WHAT IT WAS

BUT HE FELT DIFFERENT. HE LOOKED IN THE

MIRROR THE NIGHTMARE WAS OVER.