I'm here to tell you a Story.. So sit down and come and listen. "The Blind Prince"
"Once Upon a Time. In a Distant Past... Long before Our great, great, great grandparents... When the great sand dunes rose high and the desert heat cooked anything that dared to traverse..."
"In the Distant lands, there, Lived a Kingdom. One that lived through hard droughts and lived through stormy seasons. And within that Kingdom, was a big Palace."
"And within that Palace. Lived a young, small, Blind Prince."
"Who ruled the Kingdom all alone. For he was just a Small, lonely Prince. Yet He still looked after them all."
"The Blind Prince, used to be Scared. Very Scared. Scared About the shadows that lurked at night. Scared by the slightest noise and movement in the dark desert night. A scream followed by fleeing was always the response of the Prince. But the night wasn't the only thing he most feared..."
"For Everyday, the Prince would run to the kingdom's town, and shout.." "MONSTERS!! MONSTERS!!! PLEASE RUN AND HIDE!! THEY'RE COMING FOR US!!" ""Monsters? here in our kingdom??? But we don't see any, Young Prince!" and so his people would say" "But the Prince still tried to warn them all the same."
""Please Hear me!!! the monsters are coming!!! you need to run and hide!!" shouted the Prince as he'd run" "But nobody heard the young, scared Prince. For the slightest movement would always send him in a panic frenzy about monsters! "There Are no monsters in our kingdom, young Prince!" and so they all would say."
"He tried, he told that the monsters were coming to town and that there was danger.. But nobody listened. For the Prince always cried Monster whenever he felt and heard the slightest movement."
"He was all alone and scared."
"The Townsfolk had grown exhausted with the Prince's rambles of Monsters. "There are no Monsters in our Kingdom!", so they would say. Yet. The Prince could not shake up, for He heard that boisterous voice, those sounds and sensed it's movements. But in his quiet, loneliness, even the Prince began to consider... was it his imagination? He was too scared to tell."
((Sorry Folks. This is only Act I. and you reached the end of it!))
(TO BE CONTINUED)
