Read a fairy tale about a princess for kids. Short bedtime stories for children
Lyubochka was getting ready to go to bed.
- Mom, mom, tell me a bedtime story.
- Okay, now I’ll take a book and read a short fairy tale.
“No, I want you to come up with it yourself,” Lyuba demanded.
“But I’m very tired at work, my head hurts a little, I won’t be able to compose anything,” my mother answered.
“But I want,” the girl continued, “you’re my mother and you should tell me fairy tales before bed.”
“Okay, listen,” Mom answered tiredly.
Once upon a time there lived a capricious princess in a fairy-tale kingdom.
All the girl’s wishes were fulfilled instantly, because if she was unhappy, she began to stomp her feet and loudly shout “I want it!” I want! I want!".
One day, her friend was supposed to come to the princess from a neighboring kingdom. Caprisula called all her servants and announced:
“I want to throw a ball tomorrow, and not just a simple one, but the very best one, so that my girlfriend will envy me.” The very best ball in the world!
- So, I want the pastry chefs to bake 1000 cakes, and for them all to be different.
“But we won’t have time to come up with recipes and bake so many cakes in one night,” the confectioners tried to object.
“That’s your job,” answered the princess, “I want 1000 delicious cakes!”
“I also want a new dress, let the tailors make me a better dress than the ones I had by tomorrow morning.” Violets should be embroidered along the hem, and forget-me-nots on the sleeves, and decorate with beads and the best lace with gold thread.
“We won’t be able to handle it by morning,” the tailors groaned.
“This is your job,” answered the princess, “I’m waiting for the most beautiful dress by tomorrow morning!”
— And the gardeners must plant 1000 rose bushes in front of the palace and all the roses must be of different colors.
“But this is not possible,” answered the gardeners, “you cannot find so many flowers in the whole kingdom!”
“I want 1000 rose bushes,” the capricious princess got angry.
The servants were very upset and went to do the task. They stayed up all night, trying to get the job done by morning, but, of course, they were faced with an impossible task. The gardeners, cooks and tailors were very worried that they would not please the capricious princess, and they were so worried that by morning they all fell ill and fell into a sound sleep.
The capricious princess woke up in the morning and, not seeing her new dress, began to scream and cry loudly, but, to her surprise, no one came running to calm her down. The princess got out of bed and looked out the window. The gardeners slept right on the lawn. The princess screamed and called, but could not wake them up.
She ran to the kitchen. There she saw the cooks, who were also sleeping soundly. The tailors fell asleep with needles in their hands.
The princess was frightened - she had never been alone before. She felt ashamed of her behavior, for the fact that she did not feel sorry for her servants at all.
Suddenly the capricious princess heard the sound of an approaching carriage - it was her friend who had come to visit. The princess came out to meet her in a nightgown.
“Oh, why is it so quiet and not a soul around,” the princess friend was surprised, “and why are you dressed so strangely?”
“My servants have a day off today, they need to rest,” answered the princess, “and we will do everything ourselves: make tea and bake a pie.”
- Wow! Great! I've never done anything myself before!
The girls baked a cake as best they could, drank tea, then played hide and seek and watered the flowers that the gardeners had managed to plant.
When evening came and it was time to leave, the friend said: “I really liked how we spent the day today. I will also give my servants a day off, I think they are very tired. Yes, every week I will give them a day off and do everything myself. And you come and visit me!”
“This is how the fairy tale turned out,” my mother smiled.
“Thank you, mommy, do you want me to make us some tea?” Lyuba asked, “you go and rest, and tomorrow I’ll tell you a fairy tale myself...
Once upon a time there lived a princess in a small but beautiful kingdom, on the shore big lake, near high mountain peaks. There was plenty of everything in the kingdom: flowers, trees with delicious fruits, animals, and birds. This kingdom was also famous for the best grooms among neighboring kingdoms. The guys were all good, from the shepherd to the son of a nobleman - handsome in face, strong in body, smart, charming, cheerful. Every year a grooms' ball was held in the largest castle in the kingdom. Guys and girls came there to show themselves and see others. And after the ball there were several months of celebration and fun - because the weddings were celebrated by happy lovers.
But the most important and main person at the ball was the princess. She was the most beautiful girl in the kingdom and, of course, deserved, as she believed, the most handsome prince. But the trouble was that all the men were handsome, she liked them all, and it was very difficult to make a choice. Of course, the heart will always tell you, but for some reason it was stubbornly silent and did not give any signals. The princess was already thinking that maybe she was completely heartless? In fact, she was wrong, there was a lot of kindness, affection and tenderness in her. The princess's position was indeed difficult. She constantly basked in the attention and care of the opposite sex, she was given fresh flowers and delicious sweets. The princess smiled, thanked and looked for HIM with her eyes. But everyone, although they were beautiful in face, were like each other like two peas in a pod. The princess has already left the ball several times without her prince...
And then one day, after one such ball, she had a dream... The princess saw herself in a sunlit forest clearing, the murmur of a transparent stream reached her ears; in the grass grew many amazing, unusually beautiful flowers, the likes of which she had never seen in her life. In the center of the clearing grew a huge old oak tree with a spreading green crown. The princess found herself under him. Next to her, she saw a woman with unusually kind eyes and in a light dress, smoothly fluttering in the breeze.
Who are you? - asked the girl.
“Fairy,” answered the fairy. - I'm here because you're in trouble.
“Yes,” the girl answered with sadness in her voice. She already understood what trouble the fairy was talking about.
- I want to tell you that you will soon be very happy. Soon you will see your prince. You will find it yourself.
- Herself? - the girl was surprised. - Do princesses themselves look for princes? He must come to my palace, on a white horse and with gifts!
- My dear! Your prince is bewitched by an evil wizard and cannot find you on his own, although he really wants to. Now he is indifferent to all girls, he cannot find his one and only. The spell will only subside if you confess your feelings to him.
- How?! Princesses don't confess their love! On the contrary, they should hear confessions from noble knights!
- If you want to find him, remember that you are not only a princess, but also a girl in love.
Then the princess was awakened by the morning trills of birds at the window. They were somehow especially loud in the room. At first the princess could not understand why her heart was beating so hard, but after a couple of seconds she remembered her dream.
She doubted: “Is this true or not?” Deep in thought, she glanced at the window - there, in the rays of the sun, lay a flower from a magical meadow. "Is it true!" - The princess was at a loss. “What now? Go? But princesses don’t look for princes themselves! However...” - her heart was suddenly filled with longing for happiness... She stomped her foot imperiously, “Am I a princess or not?! Everything is in my power!” And she, without saying a word to anyone, changed her chic dress for an ordinary one, threw a light cloak over her shoulders, grabbed food and drink, and ran out of the palace onto the road.
She felt simply great, she wanted to sing and dance, laugh loudly with joy - after all, she was following her happiness! Everything inside her glowed pink. And she walked straight along the road, without turning anywhere.
She walked past the field, past the forest, past swamps and lakes and reached the village. A young girl was sitting in one of the courtyards; she was weaving a wreath of herbs and flowers, and humming some song to herself. The princess was thirsty and she turned to the girl: “Dear girl! Do you have any water to quench my thirst?” The girl smiled in response, nodded, and a minute later brought out a glass of water.
Where are you going? Travelers rarely pass through our village.
“I am following my happiness,” answered the princess.
- Then good luck to you! Which road will you take next? - the girl asked and pointed towards the forest.
There the road forked: one led straight into the forest, and the other along the outskirts. The princess was confused... she didn’t know where to go, how to choose the right path. Apparently, bewilderment was written on her face, and the girl said:
You ask your heart. It knows everything.
The princess looked at the road along the forest - and inside she felt as if there was a gray dense fog enveloping everything around her; She looked at the forest road - and a pink light glowed inside.
I'm walking along a forest road!
- That's great! - exclaimed the delighted girl. - Further along this road there is a meadow where a shepherd grazes his flock. This shepherd is my favorite, but we see each other so rarely that he almost never hears kind words from me. If you see him, tell him that I love him and am really looking forward to him coming, without his cheerful eyes and ringing voice I am very sad...
- Marvelous! - said the princess. - Why tell him this, because he probably already knows all this. But you helped me, I will tell him everything.
Thank you. I want him to know about my love and his heart will become warmer...
The princess said goodbye to the girl and moved on. She walked through the forest for a day and finally saw the meadow where the shepherd was grazing his flock.
She greeted him and conveyed all the words of the girl from the village. The shepherd's face lit up:
So she remembers me, she still loves me. Oh, kind girl, thank you, I'm so happy! I really missed these words!
The princess liked these words of the shepherd. She moved further along the road, through the forest, and out into the field. There was a lonely wooden hut on the edge. The princess was already quite hungry and knocked on the door. Her grandmother opened it for her. Her face was deeply wrinkled, her gray hair was covered with an embroidered colorful scarf, and Blue eyes looked at the girl friendly. She said hello and asked for food, and the grandmother motioned for her to come in, seated the table and brought food. Then suddenly she asked:
Are you lost? What are you doing here?
“I’m looking for my prince,” the girl answered.
- What is he like?
The girl thought:
“He’s handsome, smart and funny,” she answered.
-Are there not many such princes? How do you recognize yours? How will you find him?
The princess was at a loss and did not know what to answer. It suddenly seemed to her that she had come such a long way in vain and that she would not succeed; it was all in vain. She almost cried out of grief. Grandmother noticed this and consoled her:
If you're brave enough, I'll give it to you. You will eat a piece of this pie, and in your dreams you will see your prince, and you will understand how to recognize him. This dream will be prophetic. But if you are not ready to see the truth, whatever it may be, go back.
The princess did not want to return; Is this why she walked for so long to retreat now? She ate a piece of pie and decided to move on. Grandmother said goodbye to her warmly.
Soon it began to get dark. The girl walked and thought; she was a little scared, she even had a thought - what if he was ugly... But be that as it may, there will be happiness ahead, no matter in what guise. And everything else doesn't matter.
When the first star lit up, sleep began to overwhelm the princess, she lay down on the soft grass and closed her eyes.
It was the same clearing with unusual flowers and a hundred-year-old oak tree. The princess looked around, searching with her eyes for her prince. But under the oak tree stood the same old woman who had given her the magic pie; only now she looked younger and looked like a wise sorceress. She smiled at the embarrassed and surprised girl. Approaching her, she began to say:
Are you surprised? Now I will tell you about him. Appearances can often be deceiving. So listen to me: this man is not a prince by blood, not of noble birth, but a worthy, valiant man. He has blue eyes and beautiful hands, he has a velvety voice. He has a cheerful disposition; when he is upset, he tells the most funny stories to cheer yourself up; when he gets angry, he makes the funniest faces; he never convinces that he is right; he speaks tongue twisters faster than anyone else and comes up with the most original compliments, he can walk on his hands...
The grandmother still told a lot, and the longer she talked, the more the girl felt as if she was falling somewhere down, into infinity, deeper and deeper... Suddenly she woke up and immediately realized how she recognized her prince. She liked a lot of what she heard...
With even greater joy in her heart, she walked forward. That wonderful feeling was already spreading inside her for a person still unknown to her, which she wanted to express, to say everything that was in her heart; I wanted to become happy myself and make him happy.
The road went through the forest and suddenly she saw the very clearing that she had dreamed of.
Three young men were sitting on the grass and talking about something. The girl approached them and spoke, and they were amazed by her beauty and charm and invited her to have lunch with them. Everyone was beautiful, charming and sweet, they smiled at her, smart conversation, interspersing it with funny jokes. She liked them all, but her feelings told her that there was one special one among them. She needed to check and make sure. She asked the guys to show her their dexterity. One of them took a stone from the ground and accurately hit the top of a tree, the other made a cartwheel on the ground, and the third, with radiant eyes, deftly walked in front of her in his arms... What the princess felt is difficult to express in words... She she approached him and said: “I was looking for you, I love you. You are my destiny.” The young man sighed, and the dark spell came out of him and dissolved into thin air. He hugged the girl and kissed her.
All the girls love fairy tales about princesses. In them, good invariably defeats evil, and eternal love comes to those who truly deserve it. The heroes described in such fairy tales are ideal. And even though they cannot exist in real world, fairy tales about princesses for girls will always remind you of true femininity, gentleness and kindness.
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Once upon a time there lived a woman. A very sloppy woman. Everything in her house was upside down: a mountain of unwashed dishes in the sink, gray torn curtains on the windows, a thick layer of dust on the furniture, stains on the floor and carpet... But at the same time, she was a kind and compassionate woman. She never passed by a hungry kitten, handed out sweets to neighbor kids, and led old ladies across the road.
One day, returning from work as usual, she took off her shoes in the middle of the room, left her coat in the bath, and for some reason dropped her hat while walking along the corridor. In the kitchen, the woman began to sort out shopping bags, but, lost in her daydreaming, she gave up, went to the cabinet where the books were, took out a volume of poems by some unknown poet, and, sitting down on the sofa, began to read.
Suddenly the woman heard a thin squeak. She got up, went to the window and noticed a small sparrow caught on the clothesline. The poor thing flapped his wings, trying his best to get out, but nothing came of it, and the rope only pulled his fragile body even tighter.
Then the woman grabbed the scissors from the windowsill, which so conveniently happened to be at hand, and cut the rope. The rags, which had been drying on the line for a week, flew down, but the sparrow was also free. The woman stood at the window for a little while, watching how the bird was happy, and then went into the kitchen, found some grains lying around and, returning, poured them onto the cornice.
She did not expect the sparrow to return. But he came back. Fearlessly he sat down on the window and began pecking at the treat.
From that day on, the sparrow always began to fly to the woman and peck the grains. One day, he became so bold that he even flew into the room, made several circles under the ceiling and immediately flew away. And the next day this is what happened...
This sparrow was not an ordinary bird at all. In fact, she was a fairy who took on different guises and flew around the world in search of good deeds. It so happened that she got caught in the clotheslines hanging in front of the window of a slovenly woman, but she decided not to resort to the help of magic, but to wait to see how the matter would end. Noticing how kind and compassionate the woman turned out to be, the fairy began to fly to her window every day, wanting to make sure that she was not mistaken. But the more the fairy flew to the woman, the more she understood that her kindness was so great that it illuminated everything around her, even this dirty apartment. And then the fairy decided to help the kind woman.
One day, when the woman went to work, the fairy, along with her friends, flew into her apartment. Using magic, she opened the window, and once inside, she immediately began giving tasks to her friends:
— two fairies began to diligently rub the floors with small wax rags;
- another fairy began to clean the curtains - she splashed some kind of silver liquid on them, and in the place where the liquid fell, the curtains became crystal clear and new;
— two other fairies took care of the kitchen. They carefully washed the broken and chipped dishes, and then, with the help of magic, they made the dishes new, and even patterned and multi-colored;
- the most important fairy, the one who flew in the guise of a sparrow, took upon herself the care of the walls with torn off dirty wallpaper and old, worn-out furniture. Here she conjured for so long that it seemed that all her magical power should have been spent. But, of course, this did not happen. But on the walls, now whiter, bizarre pictures appeared - the sea, mountains, sun, bright grass.
When the work was finished, the fairies took out fresh wildflowers from somewhere (although there was a late autumn) and, having filled the elegant vases with water, placed fragrant bouquets in them. The most important fairy allowed herself to do the last thing: the little affectionate puppy was very happy to have found a new, and even such a cozy and clean home.
When the yellow clock with polka dots struck five, the fairies flew away.
And soon the owner of the apartment herself came home. Unlocking the door with her old key, she at first thought that she had the wrong address. I had to go outside and go into the house again. But her apartment was still sparkling clean. Then the woman took off her shoes at the threshold and carefully placed the shoes on a small shelf. Then, she hung her coat and hat on the hanger and took the purchases to the kitchen. Everything happened as if in a dream: the woman could not believe that she was in her apartment. She carefully took apart the packages, put everything in its place, and when she finished, she heard a slight rustling behind her.
Turning around and seeing the little puppy, she picked him up in her arms and began hugging him and spinning around the house with the puppy.
From that day on, the woman’s life changed. Now she has become the cleanest the world has ever seen. And in the evenings, local children came to her house for tea and sweets. The children played with the puppy and were always amazed at how wonderful and cozy it was in the woman’s house.
That's it friends
Don't judge a book by its cover.
Although old and shabby
The book has a spine.
If there is a vice,
You will help him.
No judgment
Present your lesson with kindness.
Good is like a sail in the blue sea,
Turns white in the midst of boiling waters.
And everyone who responds kindly to kindness
He will definitely find that sail.
Fairy Tale
This story happened in those years when there was a terrible shortage of everything in our country. We had dreams about jelly beans. Chocolate was issued strictly on major holidays. A glass of ice cream was usually shared among four people. It was considered the greatest joy to get out of a can of condensed milk, and there were legends about all sorts of exotic delicacies in our circles. But we have never seen them live.
Our dad was a doctor. And then one day he brought home a whole bunch of bananas. Imagine, real bananas! Yellowish, with small black spots. Mom put bananas on the table and forbade us to touch them until dinner. But she didn’t forbid me to watch. And so, my sister and I sat next to these bananas, as if hypnotized.
And after dinner we were allowed to eat a banana. ABOUT…. It was an extraordinary taste: both sweet and so viscous, like marmalade, ice cream and condensed milk all at once.
After that, there are still three bananas left in the bunch. We spent the whole evening dreaming about how we would wake up in the morning and eat another banana.
When my parents fell asleep, we, without saying a word, realized that we couldn’t stand it anymore. They quietly got out of their beds and went to the kitchen. In the moonlight, the bananas on the table looked even more beautiful. Judging by fairness, we decided to eat one banana for two. But for a long time they did not dare to reach out and tear the banana from the bunch. Then I plucked up my courage and tore off the banana. As soon as the banana was in my hands, I felt that it was somehow soft. And it still moves. I got scared and dropped the banana.
And the sister says:
- You're a bungler!
I started looking for a banana. But it was difficult to do this in the dark. It was as if he had fallen through the floor. Then we quietly closed the door to the kitchen so as not to wake up our parents and turned on the light. I will never forget that day, or rather night.
By the light of the light bulb, my sister and I saw a tiny girl dressed in a yellow banana peel dress. She sat near the radiator and straightened her pigtails. There were at least a dozen of them on her head. But the strangest thing was not even this, but the fact that, having caught our gaze on her, the girl rose into the air, waving her thin wings behind her back.
Just like a butterfly. She flew very close to us and hung in the air:
- Why are you staring at me like that? Have you never seen fairies?
- Nope! – we watched this tiny creature in fascination.
“Then, let me introduce myself - I’m the Tropikanka fairy.” But you can just call me Tropy.
“Yeah...” we still couldn’t come to our senses.
The fairy made a circle around our small kitchen and stopped in front of the sink:
- What is this, water? Please make me a pool. I really want to freshen up.
The sister plugged the sink with a stopper and began to draw water. The fairy closely watched her actions. When there was enough water, the sister turned on the tap. The fairy asked if it was possible to leave the water on. We explained that then the water would overflow and flood the neighbors. Then Tropi sprinkled some golden pollen on the sink, and instead of a sink, an oasis of extraordinary beauty appeared in our kitchen - a miniature waterfall and a crystal clear lake.
The fairy immediately dived into the lake. She frolicked and splashed in it like a little fish for a long time. When she had swam enough and dried her wings, she flew to the table and sat on the edge of the plate, where the two remaining bananas lay. Tropi sprinkled golden pollen on the table, and instead of a plate, a tray immediately appeared on which lay a wide variety of fruits. Now, as an adult, I know the names of each of them. Some I have only seen in films and pictures in culinary magazines. And then they were all just red, green, striped, pimply, small, big, sweet, sour, honey...
My sister and I ate everything at once, only managing to spit out the bones. The fairy, meanwhile, looked in a small mirror and fingered her tiny braids. Soon our stomachs ached. But that’s okay, because we were so happy that we didn’t pay attention to our bellies and continued to eat.
Having finished fiddling with her braids, Tropy flew up to the window and asked us to open it. It was snowy cold winter, and our windows were sealed with white tape and cotton wool for warmth. Only the window was open. But that was enough.
As soon as the fresh frosty air entered the room, multi-colored parrots flew into the kitchen after it. They casually sat down on the refrigerator, cabinets and curtains and began to talk. We have never seen such parrots before. Various colors, of different sizes, with large beaks, and with beaks that look like tiny tweezers. The parrots cooed in their melodious voices, and this made the entire kitchen, along with the waterfall, lake and strange fruits, look like a tropical island in the ocean.
But the surprises didn't end there. A little more time passed, and we heard some noise outside the door, from the direction of the corridor. Thinking that it was our parents who had woken up, we were already preparing to tell them about all these incredible things. But when my sister opened the door, it turned out that there was a the whole company– a little lion cub, a baby elephant and a baby zebra. These three walked importantly into the kitchen and sat down near the table as if they came here every day.
At first we were afraid of the lion cub. And then they got used to it and began to stroke and caress him along with other animals. The parrots also became so bold that they sat on my sister’s and my shoulders, pecked grains from our palms and walked around our heads as if they were grassy lawns.
This continued until the morning. And when dad’s alarm clock rang, we said goodbye to the fairy and returned to our beds to get at least a couple of hours of sleep before school.
When mom woke us up for breakfast, we vied with each other to tell her about what happened at night. She certainly didn't believe us. I just kept wondering when we managed to come up with such a coherent fairy tale.
In the kitchen there was not a trace left of the incredible events that happened at night. We ourselves were already a little doubtful whether all this actually happened.
But while clearing the dirty dishes from the table after breakfast, my sister found a tiny mirror in the sink. The same one that Tropicana looked like. That’s how we realized that we didn’t dream about this story.
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Bonfire
Vanya and Tanya were playing with matches. Everyone knows golden rule: “Matches are not toys for children!” But the guys were very naughty. They decided to light a fire in the courtyard of the big apartment building. To do this, Vanya and Tanya collected old newspapers, dry sticks and cardboards, made a pyramid out of it and were just about to open the box and get a match when their neighbor’s grandmother appeared:
- What are you brats doing here?! - she screamed.
“Nothing special,” Vanya ran his foot along the ground. - So, let's play.
- Oh, you’re playing! Now I’ll call the police and they’ll identify you in an instant! - Grandma screamed.
The guys rushed like a bullet into the entrance, up the steps to the fifth floor, to their apartment. And only when the door slammed behind them did they exhale. They were not afraid of the police, but of mom and dad. Most of all, they didn’t want to spend the entire holiday at home, punished.
When the first excitement passed, Vanya, who had been there for a full five minutes older than sister said:
- Shall we light a fire right here? And no one will see.
Tanya really liked this idea, and she skipped into the room to get some old notebooks.
The children rolled up the rug in the living room (so it wouldn’t catch fire) and began laying out a new pyramid for the fire. For some reason Vanya based his school diary, but then I thought about it and removed it anyway.
When all the preparations were completed, Tanya brought matches. The children looked at each other solemnly. Another second and the girl’s thin fingers had to remove a thin and such a dangerous match from the box... Surely no one would stop the guys?!
match fairy
Tanya opened the box slightly, and suddenly, before the eyes of the astonished children, out came... A match! Only unusual, but alive. With wings on his back.
- Wow! - Tanya and Vanya said in unison and fell to the floor in surprise.
“I’m a match fairy,” answered the match with wings. - Because you did not listen to your parents and violated the most important rule - you began to play and fool around with matches without adults, I am taking you to the land of Matchboxes for re-education! - and without waiting for an answer, the fairy blew, first on Tanya, then on Vanya.
The guys quickly began to shrink in size. Their entire room instantly turned into a giant unfamiliar world. Now they were the same height as the fairy. Not far from the guys, on the floor lay the same matchbox. Only now it was huge, like a real house.
Following the fairy, the guys approached the box and began to climb inside along its smooth walls. But nothing worked out for them. Then the fairy clapped her hands and Tanya and Vanya floated through the air, like fluff from dandelions and flew straight into an open matchbox.
Giant logs lay under their feet. Of course, these were ordinary matches. Only now they were very large compared to the tiny children. There was a wooden door in one of the walls of the matchbox. The fairy pushed her, and the guys stepped into an extraordinary world.
Welcome
Everything here was made from matchboxes: houses, bridges, trees. But much more amazing were the creatures striding along the paths, driving around in matchbox cars, looking out of the windows of matchbox houses. These were all ordinary matches - thin, with arms and legs; old and young, mother matches and baby matches, dog matches and even sparrow matches.
Tanya and Vanya walked along the paths with their mouths wide open and constantly turning their heads, now in one direction, then in the other. Suddenly Vanya said to his sister:
- Listen, where is the fairy?
The guys stopped. And in fact, the fairy disappeared somewhere. Meanwhile, the matchstick men looked at the guys with strange irritation and even anger. They lined up on both sides of the road and whispered.
Matchstick residents
A gray-haired old man with matches emerged from the crowd of matches:
“You are not welcome here,” he said loudly. You are very naughty and nasty guys. You should have been sent to the quarries. But at the request of our respected fairy, we allow you to earn your forgiveness!
- What did we do? – Tanya asked with a trembling voice.
The old man and everyone else frowned more than ever.
“Is this because,” Vanya began, “we were playing around with matches?”
- Were you playing around?! They were playing around! - some match-mother intervened in the conversation, - Do you know how many innocent matches are dying for nothing because of such stupid and irresponsible guys like you! Every day some boy or girl plays with matches, breaks them, sets fire to anything! And all for what!
“And this is not to mention their own safety,” said the matchstick guy in large round glasses delicately.
“No, no, all this is empty talk,” the old man spoke again. - The matter is clear. The two of you must take the road of His Majesty King Match XI. This is the only way you can understand for yourself what it means to handle matches properly. And this is the only way you can return home, to your world.
- Fair! Fair! – the rest of the matches nodded.
“But...” Tanya tried to object, “what if we get lost?”
“It’s unlikely,” the bespectacled match stammered, “we have only one road in our country.” And that's exactly what you need.
“It turns out we have no other choice,” Vanya noted. He wanted to ask if they would encounter terrible dangers on the way, but there was no one around. All the matches somehow very quickly returned to their business.
The guys had to go along the only road in the country of Matchboxes, the road of His Majesty King Matchbox XI.
On the road
Just outside the city the forest began. Here the matchbox trees stood so close together that the sun's rays barely penetrated their dark branches. The guys walked holding hands, and they were a little scared. Every now and then some rustling noises were heard from all sides. They were clearly being watched.
Broken matches
Suddenly the trees parted and a little man stepped out onto the road. It was a match without a brown cap on its head.
- Good afternoon! – Vanya turned to the stranger.
“Nothing good,” the little man responded dully. “No one is allowed to walk in this forest without my knowledge.”
- Who are you? – Tanya asked.
- I? Who am I? – the little man was clearly not happy with the question. - Come on, brothers, tell these fools who I am!
Other similar people began to emerge from behind the trees. There were also no brown caps on their heads.
The guys were seriously excited.
- I am the leader of the spoiled matches. We are not allowed to live in the city with others.
“With the normal ones,” a thin voice squeaked from the crowd.
“Look around,” the little man began his story, “here you will find examples of all kinds of cruelty and injustice.” Some of us were born ugly. Sometimes there is a manufacturing defect, and matches are born without a cap from the incendiary mixture. They are doomed to drag out a miserable, worthless existence. But some, born normal matches, fall into the hands of notorious scoundrels. They burn them as a joke. And then they throw him to the ground. At this moment, their life does not end, but they can no longer return back to their own. Then we receive them here - in the Forest of the Forsaken.
- How sad! – Tanya sobbed.
- Sad?! She's sad! Just listen! – the little man seemed to still be angry. – If it weren’t for you people, we would live happily ever after!
- But who would have made you then? – Vanya tried to interject.
- Take them! – the little man squealed, greatly offended by such a comment.
Matchstick men flew at the guys from all sides. And everything, of course, would have ended badly if the fairy had not appeared. Her presence alone had a strangely calming effect on the little men. They parted in different directions.
The fairy turned to the leader of the outcasts:
- Don't get so excited. After all, these are just children. Plus, you can ask them a question, and if they answer it, you let them go.
The leader of the outcasts liked this idea, and he turned to the guys again, softening a little:
- OK. Answer now - what is a match head made of? You will pay for your mistake with your lives.
Tanya and Vanya looked at each other, and the fairy tilted her head to the side.
I had to remember. Vanya even got a headache from thoughts and tension, but in the end, he remembered:
- From sulfur! Exactly - from sulfur.
“Hmm,” the little man winced. – And this is your final answer?
- Well, yes.
The fairy intervened again:
- Keep in mind that the boys are only seven years old.
- OK. The answer is counted. But, of course, this is far from what I would like to hear. The composition of the match includes Bertol salt, manganese dioxide and sulfur. Sulfur is the main flammable substance in a match. Berthol's salt releases oxygen when burning, and the match does not go out as quickly. To prevent the fire temperature from being too high, manganese dioxide is used.
- Wow, so many things in a small match! – the guys said in unison, but remembering who was in front of them, they immediately fell silent.
- What did you think? – the little man grinned.
The fairy disappeared somewhere again, as suddenly as it had appeared, and the guys safely continued on their way.
At the factory
Soon the forest ended. Endless expanses stretched out. After walking a little more, the guys saw a huge building with its top rising into the sky. Some indistinct sounds could be heard from its open windows. After listening, they realized that it was a child's cry.
At that very moment, a matchstick man in a white robe appeared from the door and shouted at the top of his lungs:
— Help is urgently needed! Help! Everyone who has their hands free, respond!
Since Tanya and Vanya had their hands free at that very moment, they hurried to the match in a white robe. He looked at them doubtfully, and then, waving his hand, hastily invited them to follow him:
- Just keep in mind, this is a very delicate matter!
- What's the matter? – Tanya asked with interest.
- We have here maternity hospital“, young lady,” the match in the white robe frowned, “of course we’re talking about the birth of a new life!”
The guys looked at each other in surprise.
In the wards in long rows cradles stretched out. Each of them contained a tiny match. Only they didn’t have to stay in this infantile state for long. After just ten to fifteen seconds, the little matches quickly jumped to their feet and went to their parents. For adoptive parents, because, as you know, matches are produced on special machines. Every day, one match machine can produce more than ten million matches. That's why Match in a white robe - Doctor Match - was in such a hurry.
Tanya and Vanya were placed in a row, behind the other matchstick men. Their task was simple: to convey newborn matches by conveyor from the maternity ward to the wards. Although this activity was interesting at first, the children soon got tired of it. Their hands hurt. They wanted to ask the Chief for time off, but they were forbidden to move. The matches came in a continuous conveyor belt.
Tanya began to whine, and Vanya became flushed from work and puffed like a locomotive. Suddenly the match fairy appeared.
“Guys,” she said, “come on, quickly remember what matches are made of.”
- Made of oak! – Vanya blurted out.
“The answer is wrong,” said the fairy.
“From a birch tree,” Tanya shouted, handing over another matchstick baby.
- Past again.
— From aspen? – Vanya suggested.
- Absolutely right. Aspen is the best material for making matches. It holds the flammable mixture perfectly, does not split when cut and does not produce soot when burning.
At that same second, someone loudly shouted “BREAK!”, and the conveyor immediately stopped. The fairy disappeared again, and the guys left the maternity hospital and continued on their way along the road of His Majesty King Match XI.
Palace of His Majesty King Match XI
Some more time passed, and a long brown fence blocked their way. It stretched left and right as far as the eye could see. There was a door in the fence, locked with a large padlock. On both sides of the door stood matches in iron armor with spears. They looked sternly at the guys who approached.
“Hello,” Tanya spoke. - Let us pass. Please, we really need it.
“You will be able to pass if you answer the question correctly,” said one of the guards.
The guys nodded.
- Why does the match burn? – asked the guard.
- Well, it's easy! - Tanya waved her hand, - sulfur at its end is a flammable substance. We were already told about this today!
“The answer is wrong,” the guard muttered.
- How unfaithful?! – Vanya was indignant. - Very true! We strike a match on the box and lo and behold, the match burns.
But the guards did not answer anything to this. And they didn’t let the guys through.
The children sat down by the road and rested their heads on their hands. Will they never be able to complete their journey because of such a stupid and easy question?
They were no longer surprised when the match fairy appeared a few minutes later.
On this difficult journey, she was their faithful assistant. And without her, they would hardly have been able to get further than the Forest of the Forsaken.
“Guys,” the fairy addressed them, “when you rub a match against a box, it is not the match itself that lights up, but the mixture that is applied to the wall of the box.” It consists of red phosphorus and glue. The combustion reaction moves from the box to the match and it seems to you that you set fire to it. Although in reality they caused a fire on the surface of a matchbox.
- Wow! – Tanya and Vanya were very surprised by this. And the guards stepped aside and allowed the guys to pass through the fence. Only now did they notice that it consisted entirely of the brown walls of matchboxes, impregnated with phosphorus and glue.
Behind the fence was a large palace, built of course from matchboxes, like everything else in this country.
The guys walked along long, curved corridors and found themselves in a huge hall. In front of them, King Matchstick XI sat on the throne.
As was expected in such cases, the children bowed. The king answered them with a slight nod of his head.
“Dear king,” Vanya began, “we walked along your path and overcame all difficulties.” Won't you let us go home?
“Well,” the king spoke benevolently, “if that’s the case, then I see no obstacles.”
It's not that simple
At this time, a short match ran into the hall with some piece of paper in her hands. Having reached the king, bowing low, the match handed him the piece of paper. The king began to read it carefully. His face became very serious.
When he finished, he addressed the guys in a completely different voice:
— New, additional circumstances have opened up. I'm afraid I won't be able to let you go home. You will go to the quarries and spend the rest of your life in labor for the benefit of our glorious state.
The guys roared loudly. Through tears, Tanya began to wail:
- What did we do? We did everything, we did it!
- How many innocent matches have you ruined?! – the king shouted angrily. They just reported to me that you burned your names on the fence and spent two whole boxes of matches on it!
- We, but...
“Were you the one who lit matches and threw them out of the window at passers-by?!”
- We, but...
— Did you sculpt plasticine figures and insert matches into the plasticine?
- We…
“Then the punishment I chose for you is still quite mild.” You should be executed. Guards! Take these two away!
Out of nowhere, matches appeared - guards. They reached out to the guys with their thin arms, dressed in armor. Tanya and Vanya began to kick and...
...Woke up. They were lying on the floor in the living room, curled up. In front of them was a pile of old notebooks that they were going to burn.
- Was this a dream? – Tanya asked her brother.
He was still rubbing his eyes with his hands in bewilderment. An open matchbox lay nearby. Something small, similar to an ordinary match, darted inside. Or did it just seem like it?
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READ a fairy tale about a princess
It was wonderful summer day. Serene fluffy clouds floated across the sky. Loud white-winged gulls frolicked along the shore. Princess Anne descended the wide palace stairs and headed into the garden. There, where from a high ledge an extraordinary view of the sea opened up.
But after walking just a few steps along the path, the princess stopped. Right at her feet lay a pitiful, unfledged chick. The baby seemed to have injured his paw and now couldn’t even get up.
- Poor thing! – Anna sank to the ground in front of the chick, not even caring about not getting the lace on her dress dirty. - Where is your mommy, baby?
The chick squeaked pitifully.
At that very moment, the fat palace cat Lucius came out from behind a tree. He sat down on his hind legs, as if preparing to jump, and licked his lips greedily. If it weren't for Anna, Lucius would probably have eaten the chick. IN last minute The princess managed to get to her feet, carefully picking up the unfortunate bird from the ground. The cat growled in displeasure.
- Ugh! How disgusting you are, Lucius! – Anna shook her finger at him. “You’re just waiting for the moment to offend the weak.”
The princess looked up. At the top of a spreading tree, directly above her head, there was a cozy nest.
Without thinking twice, Anna built a cradle from her scarf, into which she placed the chick, tightly grabbed the ends of this cradle with her teeth, and began to climb up the tree trunk.
You probably think that it’s not appropriate for princesses to climb trees in lace dresses? But Anna had a different opinion. She hated injustice, and therefore would never leave the tiny bird to its fate.
Having almost reached the top, Anna heard familiar voices below. Soon Prince Hans and his retinue appeared under the tree. This was the princess's brother, who was very, no, VERY different from his sister. It was as if they were raised in different families. He was an evil, calculating and cruel prince. If he had noticed Anna climbing trees, he would certainly have reported this to his parents. And then she would have suffered greatly. But the princess sat high, and the spreading branches reliably hid her from prying eyes.
Suddenly Lucius appeared out of nowhere. He began to rub against his owner's legs and meow loudly. Lucius knew where Anna was. Nasty cat! He seemed to be trying with all his might to make Hans look up.
- This is a good place for lunchtime tea! – out of nowhere the prince said. “Tell me to serve the tea right here.”
Princess Anne almost squealed in frustration. Now her way down was cut off for a good two hours. The prince was very slow.
Fortunately, she was already almost at the level of the bird's nest. So, it was not difficult for her to reach out and bring the chick home. Mom, of course, was not there.
Then Anna settled comfortably on a branch, leaned her head against the wide tree trunk and closed her eyes.
Soon a light breeze that touched her eyelashes forced the princess to open her eyes.
There was a bird hanging in the air right in front of her face. She moved her wings so quickly that she seemed motionless.
- Thank you, good princess! - the bird squeaked.
-Can you speak? – Anna was surprised.
- All animals and birds can speak, they just don’t always want to. Because you saved my son, I will give you a magic bean. Plant it in the ground and see what happens.
The princess held out her palm, and the bird carefully placed a small seed on it.
Prince Hans and his retinue have already left. So Anna slept long enough. She climbed down from the tree and headed back to the palace.
After dinner, she once again decided to go out into the garden. Usually the princess was not supposed to walk alone, and even so late. But Anna always climbed out through her bedroom window.
Having taken a few steps deeper into the garden, she suddenly remembered the gift the bird had given her. The princess took out the bean and immediately buried it in the ground, after making a wish. After all, this is how all these things in fairy tales usually work. It’s a pity that she completely forgot about other fairy tales - in which a giant stem grows from a seed, its top reaching to the sky. But that's exactly what happened now. As the astonished princess watched, a giant beanstalk grew from the ground.
Without thinking twice, Anna began to climb it, without even thinking about the dangers that the unknown might conceal. Soon she rose so high that even the clouds remained far below.
Finally the ground appeared. More precisely, not the earth, of course. But, something hard and smooth. This is where the stem ended. In front of the princess stretched a wide valley, covered with tall, soft grass with bright splashes of flowers.
When Anna approached one flower to smell it, it turned out that these were not flowers at all, but huge ones. colorful candies on long legs. Butterflies circled over the sweets. So colorful and airy that the princess involuntarily admired their movements. But what is it - looking closer, she realized that these were not butterflies, but real girls with wings. Thin and fragile, like dolls.
Beyond the candy field rose yellow mountains. The princess had never seen such yellow mountains before. Bright yellow trees grew on their slopes. They huddled together so tightly that when the wind blew and their crowns moved, it seemed as if yellow waves were moving across the mountains.
Walking through this extraordinary landscape, the princess soon became tired and hungry. As if guessing her thoughts, a richly decorated table with chairs appeared around the bend in the road. What kind of dishes were there!
Having sat down on one of the chairs, the princess noticed that all the other places around the table were immediately occupied - a big-eyed snake in a cap, a platypus husband and a platypus wife (both with glasses), a baby elephant with a very naive face and a living globe. The whole company began to discuss latest news, of which everyone considered the most important the tricks of the Evil Malicious. Who this Evil Maleficent is, the princess could not understand. Only when everyone had finished eating, a terrible noise was heard in the distance. Looking around, the princess realized that she was left alone. But having become accustomed to fearlessly facing dangers, she did not hide behind the nearest trees, but remained sitting at the table. Royally.
First, a horseman appeared on the horizon. He ran very fast, the princess could not make out his face. Only when he drove up close enough did a sigh escape from her chest - either in amazement or in fear. On the horse sat the cat Lucius, dressed in knight armor and a black cloak fluttering in the wind. There was a nasty and even impudent grin on the cat’s face.
When the cat approached the table, the princess stood up and said:
- So you are the Evil Malicious?! I didn't expect anything else from you!
The cat dismounted. Now he was a head taller than the princess. Dressed in shiny armor, with a saber at the ready, he looked intimidating.
-You made a big mistake, princess! No one is allowed to enter these properties without my knowledge. Now you will have to pay for this with your life. The cat dashingly pulled out a saber and raised it above the princess's head.
At that moment, something buzzed in the air, and at the same second, the cat meowed terribly. His paw was pierced by a silver-tipped arrow.
- Bow down, wicked one! Before you is Princess Anna herself!
Anna looked in the direction where the voice came from and saw a stately dog on a white horse. From his appearance it was difficult to determine what breed he was. But the armor on him shone no less brightly than on the cat, and at the moment, he seems to have saved Anna's life.
The princess curtsied in gratitude for the rescue. The cat growled furiously and jumped onto his horse, holding his bruised paw and galloped away.
The dog approached the princess and bowed his head low:
“Always ready to serve Your Majesty, Milady.”
- What is your name? – the princess asked him.
— Knight Errant Doggy, Your Majesty.
“I thank you, Knight Doggy.” It seems you saved my life.
- This is my duty, Your Majesty. But, you need to leave! This scoundrel will soon return here with an army of his dishonest minions! I'll take you back to the beanstalk.
The princess did not refuse, and having made another required curtsy, she set off on the way back.
At the stem, Knight Doggy said goodbye to her:
“I will never forget your kindness,” the princess told him goodbye.
“And I will never forget our meeting,” Doggy admitted frankly.
When the princess returned to the palace, it had already begun to get light. It's strange, it's just been night down here. But where she came from there was light all the time bright sun. The princess reached her bed and fell unconscious. She was so exhausted by the past events.
Dream or not
She was awakened by the loud neighing of horses. It was Prince Hans who was too lazy to return home from the garden on foot and ordered the carriage to be brought right here. Anna was still sitting on the tree, leaning her back against the trunk.
She rubbed her eyes. Was it really just a dream? Beans, fairyland, a nasty cat and a brave dog...
When the prince and his henchmen left the garden, Anna climbed down from the tree. Now she was a little sad. She was already heading back to the palace, when suddenly a cute homeless dog appeared from behind the trees. He stood a little away from the princess, as if not daring to come closer.
- Doggy! Doggy! Come to me! – for some reason Anna called, and the dog rushed headlong towards her. It seems that she has found a faithful and devoted friend. Or maybe they already knew each other?...
Whether this story was just an afternoon dream or whether there is still some truth in it - decide for yourself. My job is to tell you how it all happened. Go around half the world,
One hundred thousand corners!
And everything could have been very
Wonderful and wonderful
And even perfect
But there is one NUANCE.
One hidden point
Like a seed in a raisin,
A blot on paper
There is a shadow in the clear sky.
But if you want
Get closer to the princess
Bring your acquaintance -
You will understand everything at once.
This is our fairy tale,
About the one who is more beautiful than everyone else,
About the one who is cutest of all
And about her NUANCE.
On one ordinary evening,
Such a pleasant evening
Which ones are so common
In the everyday life of kings,
King and Queen
We chatted and decided
What time is it for their princess
Let's find a husband.
That good news
Messengers all over the area
Throughout all surrounding lands
Trumpet, trumpet, trumpet:
"We are looking for the prince,
Most worthy prince,
Most wonderful prince
We are a prince anywhere!
Something to make it more beautiful
You wouldn't even find
Go around half the world,
One hundred thousand corners!”
From all over to the capital
They rushed to get married,
We came to get married
Oh miracle - grooms!
King and Queen
As usual, in the law,
We organized a show
For these grooms.
Three difficult competitions -
See you first date
Will prove himself steadfastly
There is only one contender.
First sword fights -
Here is dexterity and courage,
And the swords beat loudly
Like roses made of glass.
Then riding a pony
Everyone is jumping in an open field,
A little uncomfortable
Not like on a horse!
For the third test -
Usual confession:
Who can say more beautifully
A compliment to the princess.
All princes are sweet singers:
One tells her: “Heart
Mine rejoiced
O wondrous beauty!
Another sings: “Beautiful!
I know that I am subject
To your magical charms
Both mountains and seas!
And the third echoes: “Woe,
Now I have to live in captivity,
Captivated by deep, clear
Piercing eyes..."
Yes... it's very difficult to choose
Almost impossible
But you still have to
And only one will win.
What to do - life is cruel.
And the road awaits the princes,
All princes - candidates,
All but one.
Happy winner
Princess conqueror,
He survived, he managed -
He is the only hero.
King and Queen
The prince is entrusted with
Serious hopes -
He will soon be their kin!
It's time for honor
Find out in your bride
Open in your bride
That little NUANCE.
One hidden point
That seed in the raisin,
A blot on paper
There is a shadow in the clear sky.
King and Queen
Blushing and numb
About daughter revealed
Finally the whole truth:
Our princesses are more beautiful
You won't even find
Go around half the world,
One hundred thousand corners!
But if you offer her
A plate of semolina porridge,
Or stew for dinner,
Or soup for lunch.
Our princess will say,
And he waves his finger:
“I won’t! I don't want to!
I don’t know how to eat!”
And then the prince will take it,
Like an honest royal
Like the most royal
Worthy contender
For a spoonful of semolina porridge,
Or maybe even with soup,
And he will become a princess
It's polite to feed.
All this is because
In distant, distant childhood
They failed to capture the princess
Learn to eat with a spoon.
And they couldn’t use a fork,
But they only looked at his mouth,
And mother-nannies together
They hastened to say:
Grow, grow big,
Princess dear!
But eating is not science,
You will have time to study.
Dearest creations,
Beautiful princesses
Learn to eat yourself
So as not to blush afterwards!
A love story about a princess
In one small kingdom there lived a princess. She was quiet and inconspicuous, obedient and dreamy... Like all her princess friends, she dreamed of a prince. And so, when she turned 17, she met prince charming. He was good to everyone: handsome, smart, wise, experienced. And so the princess was not frightened by him main drawback– he was actually not a prince, but a king.
But in some incomprehensible way, the picture of the future with him did not deteriorate (although, apparently, it did not exist at all, there was happiness “here and now”), the princess flew on wings and glowed with happiness. She was so carefree and naive in her happiness that she had no doubt that it was HIM, THE SAME. And every day was filled with expectations of meetings and the meetings themselves. And then the fairy tale ended, the sad prince-king was forced to leave in order to forever leave a bright and pure ray of memory of himself in the princess’s heart. The princess was sad for a very long time, several years. And then I got confused. There were doubts whether it was the same prince, her own, who mistakenly ended up in a fairy tale with another princess? And if not him, then where is HE?
And here comes thunder and lightning again, meeting again! From the first minutes everything was clear without words, eyes – that’s how lovers talk! A stormy and soul-destroying passion took all the strength from the princess, she fell into the clutches of a strong 2-headed dragon named Fear and Expectation, and tried to escape from him to distant lands, because the prince did not save her.
Then, having defeated the dragon, the princess returned to her kingdom and again lived a measured life. And when she met the next prince, she didn’t even pay attention. And he didn’t look like a prince... For some reason higher powers They didn’t tell her anything important about him, although everyone around her kept saying: it’s him, look! And the princess snorted and laughed: “What are you talking about! He’s not even handsome! Princes aren’t like that!” And the prince came quietly, smiled timidly, gave sweet and sometimes ridiculous gifts, fed all the courtiers with sweets, and was not offended by the arrogant princess for her antics. And the princess was sure that he would come, but she was also irritated by his such gentleness. And then she got completely bored, and she left for another kingdom.
But oddly enough, it was there that she often remembered awkward prince. On their short visits home, they began to see each other, then he visited her... The princess noticed that she too became awkward, did not always know what to say, and a strange turmoil arose in her soul. And then one day, under starry sky The prince decided to do what he had wanted to do for a long time, but the princess cleverly avoided. Stopping her attempts to turn everything into laughter, he kissed her. And the princess found out what it was like when the earth disappears from under your feet, when the stars spin in the sky, and fireworks flash in your eyes! It turns out that this really exists, and not just in the fairy tales of old storytellers or in a saucer with a golden apple. Then the prince took the princess to a fairy-tale city, where they walked and behaved like funny lovers, which they really were.
And when warm spring came, the prince took the princess home from a distant kingdom, and they decided to build their own kingdom. In this interesting and exciting matter, they encountered various obstacles, because in the princess’s dreams, the celebration of the creation of the kingdom looked different from what the prince’s family saw, but he could not allow the princess to cry, and therefore he steadfastly fought with his relatives. When the holiday was over, they lived happily, always walked hand in hand, kissed when meeting and parting. The prince gave his wife the opportunity to arrange the castle the way she wanted, and the princess tried to greet her husband with a delicious dinner and the cheerful chatter of her missed lover. There were also attempts to make friends with the Gloomy Queen and the Selfish King, but unfortunately she never succeeded. Perhaps they harbored a grudge against her that she did not want to live in their kingdom according to their rules, or maybe they were not satisfied with the princess’s views on traditions...
The princess could not suppress her desire for freedom, although the prince took a similar noble step: for some time they lived in the kingdom of the Dissatisfied Queen during her time life drama at the request of the princess. I would like to say a few words about this queen. Once upon a time she, being a princess, was unable to wait patiently for the prince and gave up public opinion and the pressure of the prince she met and left with him far, far away. There she lived with him and his family, was disrespected, enslaved and unhappy, and after 5 years she snatched the family into her own separate small castle, but happiness did not come to them anyway. So they lived together, but alone and in separate lives, very rarely intersecting. Therefore, our princess is very afraid that she is repeating many of the mistakes of the Disgruntled Queen...
The prince and the princess lived in love for a year, this year peace and confidence reigned in the princess’s soul that she was loved, and although she did not hear words confirming this, she saw the prince’s eyes. And then his eyes stopped talking, he stopped giving kisses... In the kingdom of our princess, a little infant was born, a wonderful, beautiful baby, sunshine and happiness. But still, there was no harmony in the first year. The princess felt unhappy, and not only from lack of attention, she also saw his unhappiness... Perhaps they are just very different? The princess did not know how to get through to the prince, because he did not need her manifestation of care, feelings, he perceived all kind words as false. Attempts to talk ended in quarrels, insults and tears; the prince and princess became isolated. At some point in the zenith of their relationship (it seems that it was a period of travel and walks), they planned to have a baby, but the waiting period was difficult for the princess.
A little infanta was born, and the princess finally realized that only her children needed her love. She cannot give the prince what he wants: to be like everyone else. But he doesn’t give her the feeling of a queen, the most beautiful and the right woman in his life. She misses kind words, compliments, unexpected surprises and walks. And although they recently got their own kingdom, where they get a great feeling of happiness, this happiness is simply human, and not female or male. Already for a long time The princess has two states: either bad or tolerable. And she increasingly began to doubt whether this prince was hers? And if not hers, should I look for my own, or is it too late? And if it’s HIM - how to see these secret signs, how to remind him of this?
Princess
It all started when a terrible Monster appeared in the Deep Forest, not far from the royal castle. It blazed with fire, frightening peaceful travelers, and demanded that in exchange for a quiet life in the kingdom, the local Princess should be delivered to it.
And our Princess was a beauty like few others, such a prominent girl, and therefore there were immediately many admirers who dressed in battle armor and rode off into the Deep Forest to rescue their beloved. Until the morning, the clanging of armor and the ringing of swords did not cease in that forest, interrupted, from time to time, by wild dying screams. Apparently there was a notable slaughter, but none of the suitors came back. The next day, admirers from neighboring kingdoms arrived, but they all died in that damned forest. The third day did not bring joy either, and when in the evening only a few horses, distraught with horror, returned to the stables, our King came to his daughter and said so, wiping his tears.
My daughter, there was no one among your suitors who could defeat the monster, and now, according to our laws, we must either give you to him or allow him to rule the kingdom with impunity. Forgive me, old one, but I think you have to choose for yourself.
At these words, the princess also burst into tears, but there was nothing to do, and, having tied the most necessary things into a bundle, she went to the Deep Forest in the morning. The princess walked along a broken road, and secretly dreamed of the day when she would gallop on this scary forest some brave knight and, having killed this nasty Monster, will free her from captivity. She sank deeper and deeper into this saving dream, trying not to notice the numerous remains of those who had already tried to kill the Beast.
Suddenly, somewhere very close, in a neighboring clearing, a wild roar was heard and the Princess realized with horror that she had reached the goal of her journey. And then, having gathered all her strength, all her will, so as not to lose the honor of the Princess even in front of this Monster, she took a deep breath, as if she was jumping into ice water, went out into the clearing. She came out and... was dumbfounded with surprise.
No, the Monster was even uglier than she could imagine, but only it did not blaze with fire, did not destroy everything around and did not even spray poisonous saliva, running around the clearing in anticipation of the Princess. Instead, the Princess saw the Beast clumsily, but very carefully and diligently, trying to put a bandage on the leg of the last of her suitors who had galloped off into the Deep Forest. The knight was lying on his back and watching this in fear, trying to quietly reach the large two-handed sword lying nearby. When the bandage was finished, the Monster grunted with satisfaction and stretched so that all its numerous cartilages crackled. But at that moment it noticed the Princess watching this scene in amazement and disappeared, somehow turning its head away like a child. But having overcome its embarrassment, it left the wounded man and briskly hobbled towards the Princess.
At that moment, the knight finally reached for the sword and, having contrived, threw it at the Beast. Although it was not very convenient to throw a heavy two-handed sword while lying down, he succeeded and the sword, although shallow, pierced the spiked back of the Beast. It lunged, roaring in pain, and its huge tail slammed down onto a nearby tree. The tree crunched painfully and fell straight on the knight, crushing him with its massive trunk. The knight screamed and fell silent.
The princess watched in fear and bewilderment as the Monster with a sword in his back, forgetting about her, rushed to the fallen tree and, lifting it, pulled out the knight. He was already dead and the Monster, carefully placing him on the grass, doomedly sank down next to him. The Princess was brought out of her state of shock by huge tears flowing down the Beast’s cheeks. She cautiously approached him and was surprised to hear a muffled, incoherent muttering.
Why is he... Why? I didn’t touch him... I wanted the best... And he... - And so genuine was the grief of this strange Monster, so unlike all this that she knew about monsters before, that the Princess was confused and even started to console the crying Monster. But from her very first tender words it shuddered and sobbed even more bitterly. It was as if it had been silent for too long and now it had broken through.
Why are they all like this?! I didn’t touch anyone first, I just wanted to talk... You’re so kind, they told me... I just wanted to talk, but these... Assholes! In good faith, he asked not to interfere, but no, everyone tries to poke him with a spear, and they even aim at his eyes. And wherever you go, these idiots are everywhere... He asked, begged, all to no avail. And this one? Why did he hit me from behind? I didn’t want to kill anyone at all, I just wanted to talk to you, just talk...
For the first time in her life, the shocked Princess was faced with such sincere and painful experiences; it was so different from the usual complaints and sighs that she had heard enough of in the castle. And this pain and resentment of the Beast captured and overwhelmed her and, at some point, she looked at all this through his eyes. The princess was discouraged and amazed by what she saw, she suddenly felt all the immense loneliness and longing of the Beast for the smallest crumb of warmth, longing tearing his soul every second. In her heart, known for its kindness and no longer seeing the ugliness of this monster, pity was born, the same pity with which, sometimes, Love begins. And, no longer at all afraid of the Beast’s menacing appearance, the Princess tenderly stroked his head and carefully removed a large knight’s sword from the bleeding wound.
I heard that since then several brave warriors have tried to free the Princess from captivity in the Deep Forest, but each time they all returned back with nothing. And not at all because the Monster was invincible, but simply that there were no more battles in that forest. The monster with a mysterious smile greeted the next liberator and, in response to the challenge, invited him to talk to the Princess himself. I don’t know exactly what she told them there, but they only returned from this forest looking very thoughtful. And along the way, they often looked back with surprise and respect at the terrible Monster who followed them with a long, attentive gaze.
A Tale of Love
A long time ago, in one state there lived a king and a queen. The king really wanted many children to be born to him and the queen. But only one girl was born with green-brown eyes and beautiful red hair.
During the times of fairy tales, kings invited wizards and sorcerers from all over the kingdom to feasts. So the king invited all the wizards and sorcerers from all over the kingdom to a feast in honor of the little Princess so that they could wish his daughter happiness. And as happens in fairy tales, they forgot to invite one sorceress to the ball. The sorceress was of a very respectable age, lived very far away, and no one assumed that she was still alive. But the sorceress is just that: she still found out about the birth of the Princess, harbored a grudge against the king and queen, and secretly came to the ball.
At the ball, guests gave gifts, wished the royal family happiness, wealth and prosperity, and the king and queen accepted gifts and wishes for the little Princess. Of course, wizards gave magical wishes.
And so, when all the magical wishes were said to the Princess, the old woman approached the King. And this was the same sorceress who they forgot to invite. And she was very angry with the King and Queen. Out of anger, the Sorceress did not wish happiness to the Princess, but cast a spell: “I wish you to meet your Prince and love him with all your soul! But if the Prince you love does not respond to your feelings, your eyes and hair will become green, like leaves on the trees, and your body will become transparent. And you will disappear and disappear into the air. No one will be able to see you, and without seeing you, they will not be able to love you. And only Love can help you find yourself again.” The evil witch said the words and disappeared.
Many years have passed. The princess grew up and became very beautiful. The girls were jealous of her beauty, and young suitors were afraid to approach her. The king died, then the queen. Winter and summer, summer and winter passed. The young guys stopped paying attention to the Princess. Everyone knew that she was waiting for the Prince.
And then one day the good Fairy appeared to her in a dream! The fairy said: “You will meet your Beloved in big city!" In the morning she packed her things, which were few, and left for the City. The Princess wandered for a long time through the streets of the huge City sparkling with bright holiday lights. And suddenly the Princess saw an old woman who was barely dragging a heavy bag of groceries. "Grandma, come on, I'll tell you “I’ll help,” the Princess told her. She took the heavy bag and helped the Old Lady get home. But the Old Lady lived alone, she had no relatives. And the Old Lady invited the Princess to live with her, and in return asked the Princess to help her with the housework.
The princess got a job. She did not complain about the low salary, and did not pay attention to the envious barbs of her colleagues. She always sang when she worked. If she sang songs at home, passersby would stop and listen to her songs. She had a beautiful ringing voice, as if crystal bells were ringing!
The princess became prettier, and women were jealous of her beauty. But one day a woman came (and it was the same evil sorceress) and invited the Princess to a party.
The princess entered the hall, the lights sparkled, music played, there were sweets and delicious dishes on the table, beautifully dressed women danced in the center of the hall. The princess entered and stopped. And at that time he approached her handsome man and asked me to dance. And barely understanding what was happening to her, she was already dancing with the Prince, who was holding her tightly in his arms. The dance ended, but the Prince continued to hold the Princess in his arms, and then kissed her tightly in front of everyone. The princess broke away from his embrace and hurried to leave the party. The princess felt that Love had already entered her heart!
The Prince really liked the Princess! And he decided to take her home. But there were a lot of women at the party. And when they saw that the Prince was about to leave, they surrounded him and dragged him away from the Princess. The princess, holding back her tears, opened the door and, without looking back, stepped into the darkness. Swallowing back tears, she went outside. Huge flakes of snow swirled in the air and covered blanket of snow all around! New Year's Eve was approaching.
The Prince remembered the Princess a month later. Came with scarlet roses to her work, and brought her to his palace. They were together for only five days. On the sixth day, the Prince went to work and said that he would return in the evening. But on the way home, the Prince saw a girl lying in the snow, wanted to help her, picked her up, picked her up and immediately forgot about the Princess. All his thoughts were now occupied only with this Girl. And he married her.
And the Princess was waiting. I waited a day, a week, months. And every day her eyes and hair turned green from melancholy. Spring has come. Her body became transparent, and her hair turned green and resembled tree leaves. The Princess went to the Prince to see him for the last time.
When the Princess saw her Prince, he was playing happily with his wife. The princess came close and called him. She began to beg him to look at her. The Princess hoped that the Prince would remember her. But the Prince could no longer see her. After all, the Princess became invisible. Only her voice sounded. He looked through the Princess and tried to remember where he heard that voice. But he couldn't. At this time it began to rain, the sun came out, bright rays sparkled and the Princess disappeared completely. And at that moment the Prince remembered everything: New Year’s Eve and the Princess. Love came to life in him. The Prince began to call his Princess, but the leaves rustled in the air, and through the sound of the rain and the rustling of tree leaves, the Prince heard the Princess whisper “I love you, I love...”
The prince sat near the trees for a long time until night fell. The rain stopped, the sky became clear, the moon came out. And suddenly, right in front of the Prince, in the moonlight, the Princess appeared. She was beautiful in a moonsilver dress. The prince rushed to her, began to ask for forgiveness, and begged her to return. But when he touched her, he felt that she was melting. The sun rose, and the Prince saw that in the place where the Princess stood, only drops of dew were trembling on the leaves and grass. The sun rose higher and higher, and the dew evaporated.
Since then, the Prince has been wandering around the world, still hoping to see his Princess. And like the tears of a Princess, drops of dew on the grass in the morning in summer, rain in autumn and spring, and snowflakes in winter remind the Prince of lost Love. And in the spring, when the leaves bloom, you can hear their rustling: “I love...”
Pages of love folklore
Once upon a time there lived a King and a Queen and they had a daughter: smart and beautiful. One day their country was attacked by enemies. The king and his entourage decided to leave the castle and ordered the ship to be prepared for a long journey. It so happened that all those close to him, except the princess, left the castle. The ship sailed away, and the king's daughter was left alone with the inhabitants of the city.
The people of the city loved her and took care of her. The princess loved to walk. One day she went into the forest to pick mushrooms with her favorite bunny. She was playing with her friend so much that she didn’t notice how night had come! At dusk she got lost and began shouting: “Ay!”, “Ay!”, “Ay!”. In response, only the wind rustled the tree branches. Suddenly she saw a small wooden hut in the forest itself. She approached the house and knocked on the door, but no one answered her. Then she pushed the door and was able to enter the house. There were many blue stones attached to the walls of this house. A hole was made in each of them and a nail was inserted into this hole and driven into the wall. The princess went to the second floor and saw ten small beds there. She looked around her and noticed small tables and a human SKULL. She was scared: “what if thieves or robbers live in this house.” But she was very tired and decided to stay in this house for the night and leave in the morning.
When she woke up and opened her eyes slightly, she noticed that a man was standing next to the bed. "Who are you?" - asked the princess. “My name is John, I guard this house,” the boy answered, “cannibal hunters will come here this afternoon. You must leave here, otherwise they will eat you. Only I have a big request to you: take my brother’s skull with you and bury it in the ground under the big green oak. And then my brother will come to life again. You must wait for me under this oak tree. If I don’t come, return to this hut. If I’m no longer here, know that the cannibal hunters roasted me.” “Then go to where the roof will be silver. Go into the forest and you will find a clearing on which there is a castle. Go there with my brother and you will be happy, you will get married and it will be good for you.”
The princess left. She was in such a hurry that she forgot the bunny in the hut. The princess obeyed her savior and did everything as he said. Together with her revived brother, she waited for John under a large oak tree. But no one came. Then they came to the hut, but no one opened the door for them and they did not find anyone in the hut: neither a boy, nor a skull, nor a bunny. The princess remembered that the boy had told her about the silver castle. Together with John's brother, they went to look for a clearing. After a long journey, they came to the castle and lived there happily ever after.
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