Once upon a time, when things were better than they are now, the people were so grateful for their blessings that they held a great festival. They invited everyone in the world to attend and stocked every food and drink in the world. They put on every kind of entertainment as well. Poetry and pies, races and raisins, music and mutton, and up and down the alphabet.
They did not forget also to invite guests. The dogs came, and the birds of the land, and those of the sea as well. The tallest giraffes and the shortest fairies attended alongside the wisest owls and the most foolish otters. A guest honored above them all appeared when invited, and that was the cordial sun whom the people loved the most.
The birds and bats and butterflies all danced around the radiant sun, and every man and beast asked for a dance. The sun judged all the events as well and made merry all day long and much of the night.
In truth, the sun made too merry for too long, and as a result stumbled, fell into the lake, and drowned. That is why there is now only one sun in the sky, the cruel sun that lashes us with heat and abandons us to the cold.
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