There was a king.
He had a crown, but it was not very kingly.
He had a crown, but it was not very kingly.
So he went to slay the dragon which resided under the picnic table.
This dragon was protecting the most brilliant and kingly of crowns. And he happened to be no match for the brave and strong King. (I mean, really, how could the dragon resist such a smile?)
Thus the dragon handed over the treasured crown.
Which happened to fit just perfectly upon this brave king's brow.
And thus ended the very first adventure of King Weston: defeater of the crown-hoarding dragon and Lord of the land called Imagination.
Long live the King.
3 comments:
LOVE your story! He is just so much fun! All Hail King W.
Love the story! YOu are just the best mom ever - Weston is so happy to have you as his mom. Can't wait for you to come play with us, too. :)
West is the cutest thing ever!
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