Week 13 Story: The Secret
Once way back in a time long ago lived this old lady. She had snow white hair, a very round back, and a mole the size of a blueberry, on the corner of her lip. The old lady was seen to be out roaming upon the lands only late at night. However every night, when the moon was its highest, she would stop at a small pond and gaze at the castle that lie ahead. She would sit and stare at the illuminated castle for hours until the sun was near the horizon. One night the old lady felt as though she was not alone and called out to her surroundings, "Who goes there?" she called and received an answer from a very beautiful girl who wore the brightest of colors and of which the fabric was the best. "It is I, for I have a secret that is eating me away! May I trust in you to tell?" The old lady nodded her head and the girl began to speak of it. As the sun began to rise, the old lady exclaimed how she must return home and for the girl to do the same. After tha...