This is a story from a long time ago, back when there was large stone cold castles. It starts with a old busy looking wizard walking down a long hall, in part of the castle where no one is allowed to be. He is walking down the hall and checking all the doors to see if they are locked. He hears a noise and turns around and there he sees two little kids are following him, and they look at him and smile sweetly. There are around four are five years old. The old wizard looking man snaps at them, what are you doing there, why do you follow me in to this place. No one is allowed to be here. Go away, both of you, shoo. Moving his hand to motion them off. The little kids just smile back at him as if he had said something so sweet to them. He says what do you want. The little girl looks at him and smiles again, the story, she said so sweetly. The wizard looks at them and paces back and fourth, thinking, kids, why must I deal with kids. He looks at them and says. What you want, to hear of fair maids locked in the tower, and their to be love, waiting to find them. Are do you want to hear of the dungeons where there is pain going on, and people fight for there life’s. What story do you want of me. Any fool can tell a story, go find the fool, and he can tell you a story. The little girl just smiled , and very softy she said if any fool can tell a story, then a wizard can tell a great story. The wizard looked at her, and thought great, I got a smart one here. He looked at her with a raised eye brow, and said your not so post to be here. He said with a snap. Then the other little boy whispered to the little girl, you were wrong, he knows not everything. What said the wizard! How dare you say such things! With that he walked over and sat down on a sitting stone, and raised his eyebrow again, as if he didn’t know what to say, and to say, I will show you. Come over here and sit at my feet if you must hear the story. I tell you this story and you tell no one. You take it to your grave, are you will spend your life cursed forever. The two kids stood there with wide eyes. ( like, will we.) Well, said the wizard , do you want to hear it. If not its on your head, not mine. My stories have rules, cross them and you pay dear. Are would you prefer a fools story, if so rush off with you now. The wizard thought they would leave, but in stead they smiled and said, we wont tell, and walked over, and sat at his feet.