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Soul Pearls, the Tears of the Soul

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

The Wondering Old Druid and the Wolfs.

Tales of The Wondering Old Druid.

 Once upon a time in a land long ago.
There wondered an old Druid all through the lands many realms.

One one such trip to the land many claimed to be most fair. As he climbed up a hill above a deep green valley.

He noticed a large Wolf looking hungrily at a herd of over weight Sheeple down in the green valley.

Now this was not to odd as Wolfs were all over the realms. And oh how they did love fat Sheeple.

What was odd was the wolf was laying down next to someone wearing the uniform of Guardian of the Realm.

Who was busy sharping a long knife. Behind him were many other Wolfs and Guardians.

Some building fires and others hauling really big pots and buckets of water toward the newly started fires.

None were being quite or hiding from the view of the Sheeple.

The noise of banging pots, the smell of fire and of Wolfs filled the air on this calm day.

Slowly the old Druid skirted around them as he slipped quitely down Ito the green valley .

The Grass was very rich and thick and muffed his foot steps as he passed into the center of the herd of Sheeple.

 When at last him came to what was the biggest Sheeple in the herd, that surly must have been its leader.

 For a rich gold chain hung around its neck a ribbons of honor were tied in its thick soft fur.

It also seemed to be in the spot with the sweetest grass from how loud and hard it was chewing.

At last the after looking all around at the sheeple, all with their heads down and their mouths full of grass.

 The Druid said with a whisper there are Wolfs in hills!

No one seemed to hear, so louder he said there are Wolfs in the Hills.

Still no one seem to hear or maybe care.

So at last he shouted there are Wolfs in the Hills and they are in Kahoots with your Guardians of the Realm.

 At last the head Sheeple stopped eating long enough to say without lifting his head

 Wolfs what Wolfs, their are no Wolfs in this Realm we have Guardians hired to keep them at bay.

 So slowly the old Druid following the almost invisible trail to the next Realm said with a loud sight.

 Wolfs Wolfs indeed surly there are no Wolfs to see or anything fear when you eat the weed that dumbs the mind of honest sight and drugs the soul from fear.

 The Druid King

Copy Right 02-14-2012 George King

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