There was a legend an age and a half ago – it was about a lake of gold.
“A curse,” they said “was placed upon the lake.”
Anyone who drank from the lake of gold would turn to stone.
In the lake there lived a bird who had a long beak that could catch fish but could never drink.
A girl would watch every morning as the sun was awakening and the gold was rippling. In her hands was a single drink of water saved for the bird with the special beak.
Each morning the bird would strut to the girl. He gave her a shy little smile.
Once he brought her a fish as a gift. She washed the fish and it turned to gold.
When the villagers heard about the golden fish, they became greedy. A man watched the girl as she greeted the bird.
One day the girl did not come. A man came in her place with a hand full of water. The bird would not come near. The man slapped the water in anger. One drop got into his mouth and he turned to stone.
The next day the girl came to her bird with a small handful of water and he looked at her with a shy smile…
Written for Slack Photo Prompt photo above.
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Ohh, that’s a lovely photo! I want to keep reading the story, I don’t want it to end…