‘Tickling Butterflies’ – The Engine that Lost the Race

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Tickling Butterflies is an epic fantasy, containing 128 fairy tales that together create one huge story.

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The Engine that Lost the Race

(Containing a disturbing life-lesson about the nature of Life and Death.)

Four months had passed since Chariot’s incarceration. Three stories have been told, and Chariot could not escape and could not understand how three more stories could make him betray King John the Cute. Helpless and unable to respond to his king’s calls, he waited for the next story.

On the last day of the fourth month, Farmer Moozik reemerged from his house, and said, “I will now tell you the fourth story out of six, little boy cloud. Listen closely, for it has an important life-lesson.”

Chariot said nothing. Old Farmer Moozik began to tell his tale,

“Once upon a time, many years ago, there was a train engine called Speedy the Engine. Speedy the Engine was the fastest engine that had ever existed. He was small, but feisty. He was fun to be with, but everything for him was a competition. Whenever he spoke to someone, he would somehow turn it into a race. And whenever he raced, Speedy the Engine would always win.

“When he was young, he raced all his friends. And he always won. When he was a teenager, he raced the other engine boys to impress the engine girls. But even when an engine girl was impressed by him and wanted to talk to him, all he wanted to do was race some more.

“Soon, Speedy the Engine grew to be an adult engine. He always found work, bringing things from one side of the continent to the other. But always he was in a race. As the years passed, all his engine friends became slower and slower. They were married and lived happily ever after, they had children, they retired, they even had grandchildren. And of all the engines, only Speedy the Engine kept on having competitions and races. All those years, Speedy the Engine wanted to prove that he was the best.

“Then, one day, Death came to claim Speedy the Engine. As Speedy the Engine saw Death approach, he knew Death came for him. At that point in time, he also realized that life was the only thing that had passed him by.

“Death touched Speedy the Engine with his hand and claimed his soul. At that very last moment, Speedy the Engine realized that this was the one race he had lost: Life would continue to go on, while Speedy the Engine would now forever stay behind.

This has been the story of the engine that lost the race.”

Chariot listened to the story, horrified. “Why have you told me this story, Farmer Moozik? What possible relevance would it have for me? Why did I have to wait an entire month to hear it?”

Farmer Moozik shook his head painfully. “You are young and you do not understand life-lessons, little boy cloud. The life-lesson of this story is that Death helps Life win in the end.”

Chariot wanted to shout angrily that he did not understand what that meant. But Farmer Moozik’s words reminded him of Death’s prophecy, that one day Death would become Life. But surely, Farmer Moozik did not mean to talk about that, but rather that King John the Cute’s death would somehow bring others life.

Chariot shook off these thoughts. He did not want to think too much about Farmer Moozik’s words, for he did not want to be swayed by the old man’s words.

But when he looked around, Chariot saw that he was now alone again, alone with his thoughts of Death and Life.

This has been yet another disturbing life-lesson from the River Red Continent.

 

 

(To be continued on Tuesday…)
 
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