Thread:Sibunafoeye/@comment-5952365-20151027190515/@comment-6517819-20160220182002

Kat: Sure! :D Sib: Well, there once were three brothers who gave everything they had to friends and family. Time, love, energy, advice, and care. Unfortunately for them, kindness doesn't always reward you. In order to help everyone, the two older brothers went to school and got a job, leaving the youngest to care for their very old parents. The youngest brother did everything he was suppose to. He cleaned and washed the clothes, made dinner, fed the animals and so on. Then, one day, he was so tired from plowing the fields that when he went to cook his dinner on the stove, he accidentally fell asleep. In the process, the whole house burned down, killing the parents and the youngest brother. When the two older brothers heard about this, they grieved. To take their minds off of their suffering, they vowed to separate North and South and bring happiness to everyone they meet. The second oldest brother went South and made friends with a pottery maker. When his son accidentally chopped his hand off, the brother offered to take over the bussines without pay until the potter and his son could get back on their feet. The potter took advantage of the kindness of the brother and went off into the world once he had enough money from the work the brother did. Before he left, he sent his son to his aunt's to be taken care of; telling him to never vist the pottery shop again. The brother, having no idea of the potter's betrayal, worked and worked. A few people felt sorry for the haggered man at the potter wheel, and gave him what food and water they could spare. Then, one day, a terrible plauge swepted through. Killing most villagers. Those who could get out left, including the potter's son and his aunt. After a few years, the potter's son decided to go back the village and see what was left. When he arrived, he saw ruin and sadness. Before he left however, he heard a distant whirl of a pottery wheel. Intrigued, he went to investigate. There, he found a very old man who looked like Death himself. Recognising the young boy, the brother asked him to grant him one last wish. The  potter's son  nodded with tears in his eyes, remembering all what the man before him had done for him and his father. The brother gave a faint smile and asked him to find his older brother in the North, somewhere, and tell him what happened. The boy nodded as the man before him died. After burying him, the boy set out to find the eldest brother. The boy wondered and searched for the eldest brother in the North until he was so tired, he stumbled upon a slightly inhabited cave. After getting a small fire going, he pulled out some very old crusted bread and started eating when he heard a faint muffle behind him. Startled, the boy nearly landed on his fire. The figure gave a small chuckle and asked if the boy had any food and water to spare. They boy looked longingly at his small morsel of bread and sighed. He nodded and gave it to the old man. By now, it had begun to rain. The boy took a half broken pot from the cave and let what water he could land in its surfaces. After giving it to the man and gotten himself a drink, the old man thanked the boy for his kindness and asked what he could do for him. The young felt like he could trust the man, since he reminded him very  much of the old brother down in the South. After telling his story of what happened with him and the man who offered to help his father, and his betrayal, the old man in the cave gave a heavy sigh. When the boy asked what was wrong, he wondered if this man could be the brother he was searching for. "I am." He said. "Now I may die in peace." He turned to the boy and said,  "Will you join me?" The boy was surprised and thought for a moment. He didn't have anyone on this earth who loved he needed him anymore. He looked at his accident from the axe so long ago...besides, he wanted to hear the eldest brother's story. So he said, "I may have one hand now, but let me help you an your brother." The man nodded and asked him if he would bring his body and his brothers back to their house and bury them both there. The boy nodded and said he would no matter what. After a very long year and dirt and grime, the young boy, now almost a man, had buried both brothers with their parents and youngest brother. The boy, now man, vowed to take care  of the graves and fields if the family until the day he dies. Many years had passed and just before the man died, the Earth came to him and spoke. "I am the Earth and have seen you and the brother's story. To reward you for your kindness, I will grant you anything you ask for." The man thought for a moment and made his request. "I am old and have done what I can for this family, allow me to show a symbol of their story as well as mine by growing a forest so tall it almost disappears in the clouds. This is to represent the love and care these brothers had for others. There will hardly be any light in it for those who are like my father, taking advantage of the kind hearted individuals; those do not hold light within. But for those who are like the brothers with kind and just worthy minds, may there always be light." And so Earth did what the man asked. In the very heart of the forest, you can see the graves of the brothers and their parents, along with the man who takes care of them; who lives in the burnt down house. (*shrug* I know.)