Once upon a time there was a young lad out walking in the forest. Suddenly he tripped over something. He stood up again and looked for what he had tripped on, it was something whith
a round shape a stone of some kind. This boy had just run away from home, and his cruel father who had done nothing but torture him. Since his mother had died his father had become a total lunatic.
After awhile he became a bit hungry, since he was out in the middle of nowhere he hadn’t got anything to eat. Finally he was so exhausted that he crashed on the ground not being able to get up. There he started thinking about his mother who’d always been gentle to him. His stone had dropped out of his pocket. As he lay thinking about his mother a tear fell from his eye and touched the stone. Instantly the stone began to glow, the light was strong but tender. And before him stood a table with the most delicious food one can ask for. He started eating and he didn’t stop until every crum had vanished. After being full he continued walking and finally he got out of the forest. After having had spent some time on some small country roads he winded up outside a farm. He looked around a bit and suddenly saw the farmer being attacked by two scoundrels. He raced towards one of them and put his head in the scoundrel’s stomach.
The scoundrel turned and was about run his knife through the boy’s heart. But in the last moment the boy got a hold of the stone who’d helped him once before. Just then a mysterious force got a hold of the scoundrels and swinged them so far that it’s unsure if they’ve landed yet. The farmer was very thankful for what he had done so he offered the boy to stay at his farm for awhile. The boy gladly accepted since he didn’t have many other options. Awhile turned into months, years and a whole lifetime. And as he lay in bed on his final day with a farm, a wife, and two children which he loved very much he grabbed his stone one last time.
And before him stood his mother who said: “It was I who made you trip and find that stone, and it was also I who helped you whenever you were in danger. The stone was merely a tool of mine to get to know what was happening to you. I’ve never wished you anything but good, but when I left you so early I couldn’t rest in peace until I knew you’d be alright. Now it is time for us to be reunited, come my son.”