Ze-sop's Fables

[amanda]

Once upon a time, there lived a silly young girl who lived in a land far, far away. Wandering from campfire to campfire was what she loved best, listening to the people around these campfires spun her stories of adventures, lost fools, and happiness.

One day while wandering, she happened across a silly young man who could dance. He danced very spritely, so much so, it made the young girl laugh. She watched him make silly faces and naughty birds talk.

"What fun!", the young girl thought.

Then, she happened to see a simple sign: "bulletin board" it read, as plain as it could be.

Curious, she followed it.

Behind, was a strange and lovely world, just beginning to bloom....

Others were starting to gather there too...

a master who claimed no mastery.
a rainbow turned aside, showing the most beautiful colors.
a singular writer of epics and spies, living in the land of both.

An intuitive curly-haired babe, a happywise lala, a fact-man to end all fact-men, a southern lawyer who defied both stereotypes, a Brit living in the land of Texas tea....

All these and many others gathered around a virtual campfire, swapping tales of adventures, lost and found fools, and of course, happiness.

"What fun!", the young girl thought.

But, there was a sadness to her too. The campfire wasn't real. People could come and go without warning. All of them could disappear- including herself.

So, forgetting the real, she played a silly trick. The people around the virtual campfire did not like it. This made her upset, so she packed up a few of her belongings and left- disappearing, in search for other campfires.She made her own virtual one. She talked with others who came and paid her visits. All of them nice, but all of them with a hint of sadness.

This made the silly young girl sigh. She missed the magic, the energy. But most of all, she missed the warmth of sitting around that virtual campfire, swapping tales and making up new ones.

And so, in turn, she learned the moral of this story: whether or not the campfire is real, it is the very real people around it who provide the warmth.



The End.