The Poor Cobbler and Magician
Once upon a time, in the city of Arazar, there lived a poor cobbler named Bram. Bram would work all day to make as much as money he could to support his family and have a decent meal, but he would always end up with very little. One day, as Bran was mending some old shoes, a man came up to him. He was tall and mysterious man wearing a hat and a trench coat. Magician: Hello there, friend! I would like to get my shoes polished. I do not have any money, but I have to be somewhere very important, immediately. The cobbler hesitated, as he not earned a single coin all day, but then he agreed to help the man. Cobbler: Sure Sir! I will help you. Please have a seat and place your foot on the stand. The man sat down and Bram polished his shoes to perfection, leaving them shining and sparkling like the still water, under a dark night sky. Cobbler: Done Sir! Magician: Very well done my friend! Trust that I shall reward you heavily for this good deed. I am magician, who lives by the...