famous final scene

There was a modest kingdom out there in the world. Not large and garish, but simple and prosperous. It was ruled by a king and queen who loved their people as much as they loved each other.

The farms were good and produced lots of food. The cattle were plump and gave more milk than any other kingdom. The chickens laid eggs and the pigs were fat and willing to be bacon.

The throne room was bright and full of merry making as a single crow sat on the throne of their king. There were no disputes. There was no vice. The kingdom was filled with love and love flowed through the kingdom like a river.

Setting on the throne was an elderly king, bald with a long grey beard. Beside him was a lovely young woman with auburn hair and grey eyes. Their loved saved both of them from a gruesome fate, from death itself. They were never apart from each other. They spent all their time together. He loving her, she loving him.

For all the days of their lives, for all the nights of their lives they were inseparable. The love they knew was all encompassing. They loved each other, they loved their people, they loved their kingdom.

Never before and never since, had the love they shared been seen on this green earth. It was a magic that is lost to us now. A love that cannot be lost or contorted. A love that only comes…

Once upon a time…