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Standing by, All the way. Here to help you through your day. Holding you up, When you are weak, Helping you find what it is you seek. Catching your tears, When you cry. Pulling you through when the tide is high. Absorbing your voice When you talk. Standing by when you learn to walk. Just being there, Through thick and thin, All just to say, you are my friend.

Saturday, August 28, 2004

The King and Queen Part 1

Once upon a time, in a far far away land, there was a small kingdom. In this small small kingdom, there was a small palace. Within this palace, a King and his Queen lives, at first in conjugal bliss. As with all marriages, the small triffles start to set in once the honeymoon is over. To be fair, the King is benevolent and magnanimous. He was barely educated, having not left the kingdom at all and was profusedly spoilt by his doting parents. Despite this fact, he made a great king because he is kind and generous to his people.
The Queen is the most beautiful woman in the world. Even the most graceful swans or majestic deers bow to her in adoration. She has an equally kind heart and with brains to match her looks. She is resolute in her approach to national affairs and always has a clear stand on the most ambiguous matters. Of course, the Queen's clear vision and determined approach would mean peace and prosperity for the kingdom.
As with all fairy tales, they contain blemishes which make the original tales more enduring and appealing to the world. After all, what is sweetness without a bit of tears and sweat.
So the King has a problem. This problem which will lead to greater and more headaches that continue to plague the King over many years. He has a simplistic view of the world. Now, in modern society, a simplistic view means being taken advantage of. Kings just love to indulge in worldly things. Some crave the excitement of a hunt. The hunting hounds and the linger of blood in the air, profusing from a wound on a rabbit or an antelope created by the royal arrow. Some love the softer flesh. The scent and touch of a woman. Queens and maids number in the hundreds, all eagarly vying for the attention of the almighty King. And this king may be different in the sense that it is not sexual pleasure or thrills of might that he seeks. He has an uncontrollable urge to gamble.
Now, that would be the most unusual thing for a king to do. After all, who would dare to gamble against him? With his guards bearing razor point swords and spears, one might as well offer the King all the money one has in exchange for clemency. Clemency in the event that the king loses and the guards accuses the winner of setting everything up.

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