The Runner, the Walker and the Scrabla
Regretting his decision, he went back to the walker, who told him, "We agreed. I am no longer able to help you." Disappointed, the runner walked away sulking. Night fell, and he was tired, so he dug a small burrow, but was interrupted by a piercing scream in the distance. He froze, and scanned the horizon, looking for the source of the sound.
After he heard nothing, he continued with his digging, deeply regretting his choice. He slowly walked out of his burrow, and saw two large, black legs looming over him. "Hello there, little one." The Scabla said. Startled, the runner said, "H-hello, miss. What brings you here?" "Oh nothing much", he replied in a scratching voice, "say, would you mind coming to our den for dinner?"
He was about to say no, but his stomach answered for him, "Yes, i would love to." "Perfect!" the scrabla yelled, as it placed the runner on his back. The runner was then brought to the scarbla's den, where a table was set for dinner. The runner sat down, and asked, "What might be for dinner?" The scrabla gave a toothy grin, "Why, you are, my dear."
By the time he realized what she had said, she had quickly eaten him.
As he died, the runner said, "selfishness leads to death."
Hope you guys enjoy this fairy-tale. Partially inspired by the Tales Of Aesop. This story would mainly be used by adults talking to young, especially in schools.
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