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The Three Stone Princesses There once a king and queen of a wealthy kingdom, and though the royal couple desperately wanted children, they were unable to have any of their own. One day, the king decided that if he and his wife could not naturally have a child, they would have to seek the help of a fairy. The king's advisors warned that dealing with fairies often had disastrous consequences, but the king was adamant.
The king journeyed through the hills and valleys of the land in search of a fairy that could help him. When he reached the river where such a fairy was said to live, the king said,
"O great fairy of the river,
Help my wife, a babe deliver!"
The fairy emerged from the river and responded,
"Yes, small king, but there are fees,
Babies do not grow on trees!"
The king d
Campren - Story 1, Chapter 3 Geoffrey stormed down the steps of Tel Mache with furious speed while Campren struggled to keep up.
"Wait up!" Campren hollered, "I don't know the way out!"
"We have to hurry; Gentry wouldn't say how long we have until the poison takes effect."
"But what about my jacket's function?"
"I highly doubt that it will protect you from something that takes you out from the inside. However, if you'd like, you can wait here and find out."
Campren ran his fingers through his hair nervously.
"How did I let this happen?" Campren said sorrowfully. "Why did I trust that delicious looking food?"
"You're doing that out loud, you know."
"Sorry. So, we're going to some palace?"
"Of the Three Princesses, yes. B
Campren - Story 1, Chapter 2 As Campren regained consciousness, he made four realizations in quick succession: firstly, that the bed that he was lying on was far too comfortable to be his own. Secondly, as he opened his eyes, he found that he was not on a bed at all, but rather a patch of abnormally thick and fluffy grass. Thirdly, he was still underground, but grass, flowers, bushes, and trees were growing from the cave floor, aided by small rays of sunlight that peeked through a few openings in the top of the cave. Finally, he heard the faint sound of a violin in the distance.
"What happened?" Campren screamed, leaping to his feet. "Where am I?"
Campren stumbled around the garden, dazedly trying to make sense of the situation. As his mind cleared, memories of the previous day came crashing back into his mind like a hefty man into a swimming pool. He remembered that the weird guy with dreadlocks had mentioned something about
Campren - Story 1, Chapter 1 "Please hear me out!" the old gentleman yelled to the increasingly violent crowd. "I know that with every passing day, our numbers have grown smaller. But I tell you, put your fears to rest! Our time of salvation is at hand. I have found the One! The one who has come to our world to slay this terrible beast that has been plaguing us. And don't worry; he will not turn out like the others. I am certain that I have the right man this time."
Campren wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead. He didn't want to run anymore. He didn't even know why he was running. Yet he ran anyway, his shoes seeming to force him to carry onward. He had run straight into a cave and now he couldn't see more than an inch in front of his face. Everywhere he looked, there was nothing but darkness. Given his fear of the dark, this distressed Campren greatly. He kept expecting to run into a wall or trip over a rock, but his shoes seemed to magically guide
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