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…
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