The Mountain King

On the highest mountain in a faraway land lives a king, he is said to be the most powerful creature that ever existed. With wide eyes and attentive ears I listened looking into my mothers eyes. They say he’s feral, with a blink of an eye your bones are crushed, they also say his temper is like a teenager, I giggle. “honey! could you please stop telling our daughter scary stories, what am I here for, you’re supposed to tell her about princesses and girly stuff” my mum chuckles “that’s because you’re such a softie, so ill leave the princesses to you” he’s shocked but then explodes into laughter “I thought you said you liked my muscles, and that they made me look manly, but now I know better” he says feigning to be hurt.