So yeah that story I was talking about
Here is it, it was based off a doodle from Stats class.
The mews shut down after the countess was scarred by her prized hawk. The bird killed. The sport outlawed.
This one incident ruined her lands. The countess now focused her energy strictly on the law. She was fair with her rulings, but taxed any frivolous activity. The theatres closed down. The seamstresses now only made plain cotton dresses, without dyes, with our ribbons, without anything. The dull gray stone from the local quarry was the only building material used. Entire towns just blending in like one giant rock. There was no beauty to be found. The despair and pain of the countess became the suffering of all her people.
The story of her change from the light-hearted young maid to the dour and sullen widow traversed the lands. When asked about the lack of a happy ending, all that the troubadour could do was bow his head and launch into another song, one with a happy ending and no questions.
That is all that I wrote.
If you have a Title cool, but I don't know if I will write any more of it.
Thanks for reading,
~V ~