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Stephanie Gingras

The little sprites of the forest rather like the sword in the stone. Although some tales of old say it belonged to King Author, these little creatures will say that it belonged not to any king, but of a noble man. Brave and trustworthy he travelled the land for many years. He found love in the oddest of places. A sprite had been granted one nights freedom to live as a human, she met the knight and they fell in love. Some people who knew him say it was his downfall, for when morning came, the beautiful woman turned back in to a sprite. He was shocked to find out that she was a sprite, realising that they could never be together and he went into mourning, such a morning was this that people from across the Great Lake heard his cry’s. Then, as he lay down on the grass, he breathed his last. His beloved sprite tried to soothe him through it all but after he died she gently buried him deep in the earth, then taking his sword she stabbed it in to a rock, letting all who pass know that he lays there. Now, each night, the sprites gather round the sword to touch it, hopefully easing the mans tortured soul... I couldn't help myself! Anyway, this is a 11' X 14' watercolor/ink painting. ^^

Published More than a year ago

Category Fantasy

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