Fairy Tales
This is a very sad story, but there's nothing I can do about it. That's just the way the story goes.
Once upon a time, in a far away land... There was a young man called Wha Tever. Even though the Tever family had never been poor, they were never even close to anythig you'd call rich. Wha had, against all odds, grown into a very respected man, an even managed to improve his own social status. Not that this was his objective, but rather it was more of a collateral effect, so to speak.
Wha wanted to see the the world.
One day, Wha decided to go around the world, and see with his own eyes, feel with his own hands and talk with his own words. But who would've guessed that the people of the world didn't really care about the money? They told Mr. Tever to go back home, and don't come back until he could speak properly.
What the people of the world meant by "properly" still unclear of this day.
Once upon a time, in a far away land... There was a young man called Wha Tever. Even though the Tever family had never been poor, they were never even close to anythig you'd call rich. Wha had, against all odds, grown into a very respected man, an even managed to improve his own social status. Not that this was his objective, but rather it was more of a collateral effect, so to speak.
Wha wanted to see the the world.
One day, Wha decided to go around the world, and see with his own eyes, feel with his own hands and talk with his own words. But who would've guessed that the people of the world didn't really care about the money? They told Mr. Tever to go back home, and don't come back until he could speak properly.
What the people of the world meant by "properly" still unclear of this day.
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