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Once there was a king.

     He ruled over a small kingdom with only as much gold as the kingdom needed.The columns that held the roof, entrance to his kingdom, reached higher than giraffes but were no more than a stack of rocks. The garden had only the most common flora, but in their roots were the most sincere caring. So humble were the attributes of this kingdom but so bold it's structure, that it reflected the effort and passion of it's ruler. One that had both his hands take part in it's rise, wiping his sweat with the dirt and dust that built it's walls. The king made no little of his kingdom and was always filled with pride in his heart.

Yet with all this, some evil would still manifest.