The time had come for the Sun to tell its last story to the Moon. The Sun chose to tell this particular story because the original storyteller went through a transformation that the Sun could not resist telling the Moon. Evil had entered the Green Mountain's life and when his well-being was in danger he became a new mountain.
I live a peaceful existence on the land. Things for me changed when I happened to meet a man- well, he was a boy when we met- named Ian. I had never met such a respectable human. Ian and I became close friends and I enjoyed watching him grow up and wished nothing but the best for him and his family. Ian had an unkind father, though ,and this man made a deal with a magical old gentleman. The deal stipulated that Ian was to be given to the old man in return for a magical cloth. I was upset with the father for giving his son away but my ire subsided since I knew the old man because he lived in one of my caves. Ian spent seven years with the old man who taught him important things about respecting nature and treating living things with courtesy and love. Ian was an excellent pupil and had already had experience with such lessons since he befriended me. The old man told me one day that he was training Ian because he sensed something evil was on the land and he wanted to create someone good of heart to stop it.
The evil happened to be the king that ruled the land. He lived in the largest castle and tore down and wasted the land and trees to build such a structure. The old man sent Ian to meet giants, fishes and other elements of nature that when asked for help would easily come to his aid. I became involved in this scheme when the old man informed me that I had one of the largest roles to play in saving the land from more destruction by the king. The final journey that the old man sent Ian on was to get a job at the evil king's castle. This was done easily and Ian began his new task as a scribe.
