In the area of \u200b\u200bEngland, long ago, there lived a very rich king, who had two beautiful daughters and brave and cunning child. He was large territory and could control all but a magic pendant that she always wore around his neck, gave him to capture a fairy for saving her life when she was drowning. If someone had stolen him and he had donned, immediately would become the owner and fruttuante majestic land. One day spring, The king was walking on a quiet hill when the same fairy who had previously helped him, he greeted her, hugged her and treated her as a goddess, but she did not really, but wizard villain who wanted to increase his empire! the king did not notice anything, and when asked the "fairy" for him to return the amulet to make it more effective it gave him no doubt, and a few minutes before the man disappeared with a giggle as She knew the poor king and the deceit stayed for a week on an empty stomach. Following after a while the king was an old man who claimed to be a sage and asked him how he would return to his realm el 'the man replied: "You go through all your land, and go to the Mount of darkness, no you get what you need, but beware it is impossible for a mission, you will die for sure! "Despite final words of wisdom for the good man went and had a stormy sea crossing was no relief, but eventually found himself in front of a large castle filled with bats, spiders, monsters, witches, ... The He tried to go in vain, to capture monsters after they took an hour and threw in a pit not far from there. All 'Suddenly the sky darkened, the well was not more water and the sorcerer appears: a body that resembled half of a crocodile, the other half was similar to that of a man with three eyes and five legs. bloody clash had been exhausted at the end fell down exhausted on the king, and his breathing was going to stop when he came on the good fairy who healed the wounds and make him even stronger than before, He also said good for him to hit the magician on the right foot because it was only weak point is. The king listened to the advice, firmly grasped the sword and the sorcerer stuck in my foot. Shortly after he fell down and died.
From that day no one tried to steal more quell'amuleto and the king lived happily forever!
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