The Prince of Tides--A Fable
The King of the most powerful land was preparing his reign of peace,
freedom, and equality for all his people. The Queen was preparing for birth
of the new Prince. But there were problems. His armies were engaged in a
conflict they could not win. The young did not want to fight the unknown
enemies that the old had made to keep power. Much to the Queen’s dismay, who
was busy rearing the new Prince, the King had also fallen under the spell of
the Sex Goddess who ruled in the Make Believe World.
In order to draw attention from his problems, he promised his people and
the Goddess something impossible. The Moon was inviolate and pure through all
the millenniums. It was the symbol of an untouched heavenly body. On a hot
July day when the seas of the earth were hazy his spacemen set foot on the
moon and played a sport. For beings from Earth, landing on the moon was the
greatest of all feats, but other Heavenly Bodies grew angry and sent a tremor
through space.
The others ordered the moon to multiply the earth beings until they
poisoned themselves with their sciences, inventions, and technologies that
they thought would better their race and protect themselves. The toxins made
them act strangely and kill each other in inhuman and unpredictable ways. The
other Heavenly Bodies also put a curse on the Sex Goddess who died
mysteriously, reportedly taking her own life. The King was assassinated, his
brain stolen, and the event so obscured that the Queen and her people would
never know the truth. The toddler Prince saluted his father’s horse-drawn
casket. The King’s brother was also assassinated and tragedy befell more of
the family.
The Prince grew into the handsomest and most desired by all peoples. Even
a Princess from another country came to visit him. The millennium was drawing
to a close. Strange events happened more frequent. The Princess’ great beauty
was crushed by a new lifestyle of high-speed technology and metal. With his
wife and her sister by his side, the Prince flew his new sleek-wing’d
technology into a July haze just a few years after the Queen had died. Before
the new millennium, in the same month the King had made the moon his
conquest, fabulous remains washed ashore in silent pieces where the Queen had
once played with the child Prince while the King governed his people.
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