Once upon a time there was a noble king. He lived in a
beautiful castle overlooking green fields. An evil storm cast darkness over his
castle, and before he knew it, dark knights had begun to take away his kingdom,
one piece at a time. But our king was a warrior, and he knew if he could find
his magic horse he could restore the kingdom to greatness. He was not like most
kings. He was quiet and kind. Everyone loved the king which he may not have
known. He searched and searched and finally rescued his horse from a raging
river. But by the time he'd freed his horse, his kingdom was gone and he had
given up. But the horse knew better than he. The horse took him over mountain
ranges and across raging rivers. When it finally looked like they would die the
horse asked him to trust him. The King didn't know if the horse had really
spoken to him or he just hadn't had anything to eat in a few days. Not soon
after the horse tried to climb a mountain so steep that the king was sure it
would be their deaths. But the horse reached the top. And at the top, they
found his kingdom, restored. All those who loved him greeted the king with a pie
and coffee.
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