Carys Comma

My Daughter,

Here is a story about faith:

Once there was a small village that was attacked by a dragon. The dragon crushed houses, killed townspeople and burned the whole village to the ground. Left sitting in the charred remains of her town was a young girl. While mourning her loved ones, the girl resolved to do whatever she could to find some way to defeat the dragon.

Defeating the dragon seemed impossible until she heard people make mention of something called the Old Blade. The Old Blade was a sword that was said to give the wielder abilities to accomplish great feats, like slaying dragons. The problem, though, was that the ancient artifact that had been lost for generations.

Immediately, the girl knew she had found her solution. She vowed before the whole village not to return to her home until the Old Blade was found. Then, she set out to. The quest was not easy. The girl suffered, starved, and fought her way through some of the most difficult terrain and difficult people. From one end of the world to another, she searched and she allowed nothing to stand in her way. She grew strong and became a mighty adventurer. She accomplished deeds that almost seemed magical. Her name became legend.

The girl became a woman as many years passed, and she finally returned to the village. People gathered around her and welcomed her back. They were impressed with her radiant appearance and intimidating confidence. She looked as if she could do anything. They asked if they would now be safe from the Dragon and she answered that they now would. They asked if she had found the Old Blade and she said that she had.

“May we see the magical weapon?” they eagerly asked.

To their shock, she responded by revealing that she did not bring the artifact back with her. Despairing, the people questioned why she would go through so much and then not return with the Blade.

“Because,” the great adventurer responded, “it now seems obsolete.”

May you fear none of this world's dragons, my daughter.

Dad