Today is World Storytelling Day.
And so, I’d like to share a true story for you all.
Once upon a time in land far far away…
There was a jester who was entertaining for the people in the village of Barcelona, he was summoned by a cruel Queen to perform a show in a kingdom of Spain and under duress with little knowledge of the location he agreed, but the night before he was due to leave he encountered a magical dragon called Hung sat high on a hilltop, who blew smoke in his face causing him to forget about packing the essentials and miss the chariot. The following morning before the sun rose, the sky cried tears of sadness, he bravely decided to set off on foot - the only thing was - the destination was on the other side of the land. At the end of the world! And so, with a borrowed pair of shoes, and no time to collect sticks from his army, with a few possessions in a broken backpack and no physical training, he began a journey through the foreign land carrying 3 things beginning with the letter H he was given by Hung the dragon the night before. A Hangover, a Headache and Hunger.
Over the next month, he would encounter some princes and princesses and hear their stories of survival, he’d visit some wonderful valleys, villages and cross some dangerous terrain and battle villains also while fighting the inner demons and the tough rain, dust, mountain and deserts in hot and cold climates. He drank the blood of grapes, he feasted on the dough of yeast and danced when his legs couldn’t stand when villages came alive with local celebrations. Meanwhile, the kingdom of Catalonia wanted to be separate and all across the land there was unease, riots, manifestations and changes in leaders and law, he escaped unharmed as the entire people rallied for independence. There were running bulls and frightening stray dogs, wild bushfires and a cyclone to encounter, but the most dangerous thing of all was boredom and fatigue, through a stretch of desert where hunger and thirst could kill the strongest of men...
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