a long long time ago a young lady inherited a book-shop...she got it from her uncle...the poor man had passed away some months ago, after spending his whole life reading books and tales and stories and biographies and and....a real book-nut...
his life was beautiful, working with the love of his life : books...but he had a problem, every night at a certain hour a small dwarf came in his shop and spent the night messing books around...
the girl waited for the little man and watched him, trying to take one book after the other and grumbling in his beard...
the following day she had an idea...at night she took out her uncle's monocole and put it on the desk...
the little man was very surprised, he came near and suddenly realized it was a magnifying glass !!! he could see! he could read ! hurrah !!!
and that was it, he came every night, spent time reading, had his cuppa at midnight, but not longer messed the shop...
and that was it...my story is finished, no, it's just beginning...
(adapted from a tale from Brittany)
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I'm so glad that it's just the BEGinning of your wonderful story! Love the illustration!
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