Beauty is Useless Without Freedom
by
Gunay Alakbarova
Once upon a time there lived a cruel king. He was so cruel he wanted all beautiful things to be in his palace. So one day when he was in the forest he heard a beautiful song. It was a nightingale singing. The king decided to take this bird to his palace. When the bird caged it stopped it's singing. It stopped eating and drinking. The king ordered his people to take the bird to the golden cage. But the bird never sang. They grew beautiful flowers near the cage. But it made no change. The king said that if someone can make the bird sing he will give him a lot of gold. Then one old man came to the palace and asked the king to free the bird. When the king did the same the bird flew and perched on the thistle. And it sang so beautiful that it admired everybody. The king asked it's reason. The old man explained that the only thing the bird needed was freedom.
Three apples came from the sky
One for me, one for who retold the tale
And the other is for who wrote the tale
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