my medieval fairytale

During the Medieval Era…During the Medieval Era…

After his service was overAfter his service was over

He laid down his He laid down his armsarms

The soldier retired.The soldier retired.

Dude was prepared huh?

ronaldhudkins.comronaldhudkins.com

Time went by slowly, Time went by slowly, and the poor solder and the poor solder soon learned that, soon learned that, without an enemy without an enemy to fight and arms to fight and arms to take up to to take up to protect the protect the kingdom, life was kingdom, life was very peaceful.very peaceful.

In Every direction In Every direction one could see!one could see!

He could now walk He could now walk through the grass through the grass on the hillside on the hillside without worrying without worrying about whether or about whether or not an enemy not an enemy would see him if he would see him if he walked through it. walked through it. He could count the He could count the flowers without flowers without using them to hide using them to hide the sword. the sword.

This brought him This brought him more happiness more happiness than he could have than he could have imagined. imagined.

However, he became However, he became restless and restless and confused. It did not confused. It did not take him very long take him very long to realize that the to realize that the others around him others around him did not seem to did not seem to appreciate the appreciate the peace and peace and tranquility the way tranquility the way he did.he did.

So, as he had So, as he had protected the protected the peace in the past, peace in the past, he now sought to he now sought to protect their protect their happiness. But, he happiness. But, he asked himself, how asked himself, how was he to do this?was he to do this?

One day, he met a One day, he met a young woman who young woman who was working very was working very hard. She seemed hard. She seemed very serious. very serious.

He decided to tell her He decided to tell her of the time he was of the time he was leading a charge leading a charge against enemy against enemy combatants, and as combatants, and as he drew his sword he drew his sword from his belt, his from his belt, his pants fell down. The pants fell down. The young woman young woman began to laugh. began to laugh.

The next day, he met The next day, he met a young man who a young man who had lost the love of had lost the love of his sweetheart, and his sweetheart, and he looked very sad.he looked very sad.

The solder told him of the time that The solder told him of the time that one of his comrades got a letter from one of his comrades got a letter from home, on soft pink paper smelling of home, on soft pink paper smelling of perfume, and discovered that the perfume, and discovered that the letter was from his father, asking him letter was from his father, asking him to send home more of his salary. to send home more of his salary.

The young man laughed, and was The young man laughed, and was again happy. again happy.

In no time at all, the In no time at all, the solder understood solder understood what it was he what it was he could do. could do.

He set about his He set about his task, and picked up task, and picked up his pen. He wrote his pen. He wrote down all the stories down all the stories he knew.he knew.

First, he wrote down First, he wrote down the stories of the stories of humorous things humorous things he saw, then he he saw, then he wrote the stories wrote the stories other people had other people had told him.told him.

Whenever he did Whenever he did this, he would add this, he would add things to make things to make them funnier.them funnier.

As he wrote, the As he wrote, the story about his story about his pants falling down pants falling down suddenly involved suddenly involved his undergarments his undergarments as well.as well.

The pink perfumed The pink perfumed paper now bore paper now bore insignia with insignia with flowers and flowers and butterflies, and butterflies, and glitter poured into glitter poured into the son’s lap. the son’s lap.

Before long, the Before long, the soldier realized soldier realized that he did not that he did not need to embellish need to embellish stories he knew.stories he knew.

He could make up He could make up ones of his own. ones of his own.

He gave the stories He gave the stories to the people close to the people close to him. But, the to him. But, the more elaborate his more elaborate his stories became, stories became, the more his the more his friends showed friends showed them to their them to their friends.friends.

Soon, he became Soon, he became tired of copying the tired of copying the manuscripts, and manuscripts, and had to send them had to send them to a printer to keep to a printer to keep up with demand. up with demand.

“ “But these are But these are wonderful!” the wonderful!” the printer said. “Think printer said. “Think of all the happiness of all the happiness these can bring!” these can bring!” The printer took The printer took the stories to the the stories to the King and Queen. King and Queen.

“ “We want We want everyone to read everyone to read these!” they these!” they declared. Together declared. Together they went to visit they went to visit the poor solder, the poor solder, who sat writing his who sat writing his stories.stories.

““We are going to We are going to print three-hundred-print three-hundred-million copies of million copies of these stories, and these stories, and give you a gold coin give you a gold coin for every single for every single copy. That way, copy. That way, everyone in the everyone in the kingdom can read kingdom can read them and be them and be happy!” happy!”

ronaldhudkins.com ronaldhudkins.com

The soldier The soldier thanked them thanked them kindly, and took kindly, and took the money. the money.

He never stopped He never stopped writing stories, and writing stories, and the people the people continued to be continued to be happy.happy.

He still writes his He still writes his stories to this day, stories to this day, only now he writes only now he writes them on a pristine them on a pristine beach with his pen beach with his pen in one hand, and in one hand, and an umbrella drink an umbrella drink in the other. in the other.

my medieval fairytale

stoppedwriting stories

stories hehe

stories of humorous

becamethe people

ofthe time

comone day

comthe solder

soldier thankedthem

Entertainment & Humor

a fairytale

fashion fairytale

fairytale sponsorships

fairytale easter

fairytale vocabulary cards

efounders fairytale

my fairytale wedding (spring 2013)

the fairytale

fairytale and fable2

fairytale denmark

fairytale srt

fairytale jewellery catalogue

fairytale - enya

fairytale unit

fairytale magazine

my medieval persona

fairytale ebook

fairway fairytale

surprising fairytale princesses

fairytale gourmet