Nameless piece of folk lore
Once upon a time, one day, it was a beautiful sunny summerday. Two beautiful sons of the King went fishing by a forest pond. As they arrived to the pond, the wisdomous boys got confused: the pond was black as the ass of a marmot! As they stared into the deepness of the water, the boys suddenly felt weights blast onto the back of their knees; thus they both plummeted into the freezing embrace of the pond, but the boys kept their poker face. Sinking deeper and deeper into the black depth the courageous Princes began to lose their track of time.
As they woke up in the faint light of the lantern in a moist cavern, the cunning boys immediately understood that it was the work of the watergnomes with their twisted reasoning. After eating a couple of funny white worms they, because of their enourmous intellect, came up with a plan to tell the merry watergnomes a releasing story. With their great powers of storytelling the bold storytellers made a great impact on the subterranean people.
Once again, was a great kingdom conquered, thus our both gallantly handsome and beutifulish heroes, once again, got to, escorted by good spirit, leave towards the sentimental sunset.
This is, however, but a pale translation of the original tale, as told by the bards in finnish. If only you are able to read that ancient tongue, we very much recommend you to have a peak at the original version of the story.
