There once was an unbroken line
of followers. Men, women, families. Who
all adhered to the king's decrees.
And it's possible the dynasty could
have lasted into eternity. But as
is so often seen in history,
his rule began to crumble on
the day his right hand man
'betrayed' him. And the end began.
The two of them were inserparable.
Birds of a feather. We'll never
know if the king offended his
knight, or if the knight had
visions of a throne for himself.
When the knight left, the peasantry
were told to ignore the development.
Refrain from asking questions amounsgt themselves.
Lest they too, be deceived. But
being the commoners that they were,
the ensuing conversations was quite uncontrollable.
"Why did the 'brave' knight leave?"
"How did he 'fool' the king?"
"If the King formerly sang his
praises, what was so different now?"
The questions went on an on,
until one day the commoners realized
the King was not infallible, indeed.
And they began to form a line,
a line of departure from a
demanding and punitive kingdom. Of course
some of the peasantry remained. However,
the dynasty was never the same.
~~This little fable is based on true events. Except the true story doesn't take place in a faraway land. Instead, it happened in a religious organization I used to belong to. The names have been changed to protect the guilty.
But the moral of the story is that mankind will always shake off the bonds of dictators. A word of warning to future kings who abuse their thrones.~~~
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