The Story of the Fisherman

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“Come on sister! Tell the king about the Tale of the Fisherman. The previous stories are nothing compared to it”, cried Dinarzad. “Alright alright sister, but you have to promise me not to spoil anything in it. The story goes like this”:

There once was a fisherman who was extremely jealous of all his fisherman friends. Whenever he caught a big fish, his friends caught larger ones. One day, burning with anger, the fisherman decided to put an end to his losing streak, and derived a plan. He would invite all his friends on a fishing trip to the top of Mount Hebi, show them his “favorite” fishing pond, and sneak away. Little would his friends know that inside this pond harbored the great serpent king, who would undoubtedly eat them alive. The fisherman would then return to his town, create a story about a serpent attack, and gain fame by being known as the one who survived. The plan was seemingly flawless, and the next morning, he and his friends gathered their fishing gear and headed out for Mount Hebi. When they reached the pond, the fisherman told his friends to start fishing, while he would go for firewood. About five minutes later, the fisherman heard the loud screech of the serpent off in the distance, and smiled. He waited for another ten minutes, and started heading back to the pond. When he reached the pond, the fisherman was flabbergasted.

But dawn broke and morning overtook Shahrazad, and lapsed into silence. Then Dinarzad said, “Wow! I wonder what the fisherman saw!” Shahrazad replied, “What has happened in the story so far is nothing compared to the story I shall tell you tomorrow night. It is a shame that I must die without completing this incredible, fascinating, marvelous, and breathtaking story.” Dying with cu...

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...luable fish in the world,” furiously replied the dragon. “You will pay for your insolence.” With one breath of fire, the dragon killed all the fishermen and dropped their corpses off the mountain. This concludes the tale of the fisherman. One must never be obsessed with the good fortune of others.

And the dawn broke, and morning overtook Shahrazad, and she lapsed into silence. Then, the king said, “Ha! What a hilarious ending, and for once, I feel a sense of closure in your stories. I cannot wait to hear the next story!” Shahrazad replied, “O happy King, I thank you for your appreciation, but it looks like my time is up. I have not anymore stories to tell you.” The King looked down in dismay, and after a few seconds, happily replied, “Not to worry, my sweet storyteller. I am sure you can think of one. Anyways, I have business to attend to. See you again tonight.”

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