(fourteen text messages because I couldn't give her a hug and kiss goodnight from 300 miles away. she asked me if i wouldn't mind telling her a bedtime story, so I did.)
Once upon a time there was a king who lived in a castle made of giant dandelions.
He wasn't the greatest king ever but he was pretty good and everyone
in the castle loved to bake muffins with dandelion milk and sesame
seeds to sell to other kingdoms and make dandelion beer to store up for
the fall and winter
Every year there was a huge festival at the end of summer when all
the brilliant yellow steeples and spires folded themselves up then
popped open into giant balls of fuzzy white.
People came from all
of the other kingdoms to see the entire castle turn yellow to white
over that week. By festivals end though the winds would change and the
banners would begin to march away, each nation playing their own anthem
as they left and all around them the air blazing and glittering with
drifting fur of all sizes, summer snow.
Children would put the small ones in their hair and women held the
big ones like sun umbrellas. Horses chewed on their stems and laughed
and bugled watching them swirl.
Winter was coming soon and the
other kingdoms knew, but loved the festival and muffins and coveted the
aged beers in the winter. So as they left, each kingdom paid tribute to
dandelion castle with their finest foods and the stores would build up
so great that the people of dandelion castle would not go hungry.
They lined the lane as each kingdom passed, ivy castle, honey suckle
castle, even potato castle, and marigold keep. And as the last trumpet
faded and lanterns began to light before the fading sun, the king
watched his people return to their homes, arm in arm, faces drawn and
sullen, but strong. There would be work to do yet and food to store
away, but that could wait for tomorrow. They knew winter was coming and
the green walls of dandelion castle would soon turn brown. They went
to their homes and they smiled with their heads on their beds and yawns
rising up in the air. The king smiled too and all the people across all
the lands slept well because they knew dandelion castle loved them and
needed their love to see winter through.
The end :D Gnite ;-)
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