Once upon a time, a powerful king rode a magnificent chariot pulled by six beautiful white horses. Every evening, after a long day, the horses returned to their stables, while the chariot, with its leather harnesses, was left outside in the palace courtyard.
In a bustling kingdom, there lived a small but proud rat. Over the years, he had become quite used to people reacting with alarm and disgust whenever they caught sight of him. He took great pride in this unintended power, enjoying the way humans recoiled or hurriedly stepped aside at his presence. To him, this reaction was a sign of his importance.
Long ago, in a humble village nestled at the foot of a towering mountain, there lived a poor yet hardworking stonecutter. Each morning, as the first rays of the sun touched the peaks, he set out with his simple tools, climbing the rocky slopes to carve large blocks of stone. He then carried them down to the market, where he sold them to builders and craftsmen. Though his work was difficult, he found joy in his labor and was content with his modest life.
On a bright and cheerful day, a hungry wolf wandered onto a sprawling farm. As he roamed the land, he stumbled upon a vast field of golden oats, swaying gently in the breeze. However, being a carnivore, he had no interest in the grain and continued on his way, sniffing the air in search of something more suitable to his taste.
One evening, Cinderella's two stepsisters came home from the royal ball. They knocked on the door, and Cinderella quickly opened it for them. She rubbed her eyes as if she had just woken up. "Oh, you are so late!" she said sleepily.
