Once upon a time there was a person who had a magnificent skill of presenting story telling. People of all ages enjoyed his stories a lot and that's why sometimes they even asked form him to tell one more tale. He felt very delighted to hear these words as it depicts the people's interest for his tales.
One day when he was going for a morning walk then he had seen something very weird and queer on his way. It looked like a small bag. But when he took it out then he felt it quite difficult to take out. But anyhow, he picked it with lot of his endeavours. Afterwards, he took it at his home. But the moment he opened it, he felt extremely astonished as there was a small elf on it.
He tried to ask from the small demon regarding his past life but he refused to say anything with lucidity. Now the man felt quite annoyed of this little elf.
Therefore, out of anger he tried to hit him but suddenly the elf escaped and evaporated from there. The story teller felt very apprehensive about it and tried to analyze either it was real or his figment.
Now the time of story session starts and this time he told them about the same episode in the form of a story. But this time no one appreciated him.
One day when he was going for a morning walk then he had seen something very weird and queer on his way. It looked like a small bag. But when he took it out then he felt it quite difficult to take out. But anyhow, he picked it with lot of his endeavours. Afterwards, he took it at his home. But the moment he opened it, he felt extremely astonished as there was a small elf on it.
He tried to ask from the small demon regarding his past life but he refused to say anything with lucidity. Now the man felt quite annoyed of this little elf.
Therefore, out of anger he tried to hit him but suddenly the elf escaped and evaporated from there. The story teller felt very apprehensive about it and tried to analyze either it was real or his figment.
Now the time of story session starts and this time he told them about the same episode in the form of a story. But this time no one appreciated him.
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