His name was Melric.
He cooked meals, repaired things, painted the castle and worked in the garden.
He also helped other people.
Because he got up late.
Nothing happened.
The King was angry because Melric was late.
Most things went wrong.
He wanted to see Kra, his old teacher.
He had to walk.
He lived in a cave.
He was hot and tired.
Because he did everything for the people and they were helpless.
Yes, he did. But he told him not to waste it.
He saw enemy soldiers.
He changed the enemy soldiers into cats.
The castle dogs ran after the cats, and the cats ran away.
He told them, “You must do your work without magic. I must not wast it.”
He had to learn how to make his bed.
. . . to you all !
21 March 2008
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