The Elf King´s throne

There was this fine kingdom where life used to run calmed and joyful like a creek in spring, That place was just as it should be, not too big nor to small, it was in a valley under a beautiful mountain that wasn’t too high neither too low.

The people who lived there had a joyful manner and skillful hands to work with.

An elf King ruled there, he was righteous and wise, not too young nor too old.

He loved his people, his land, and he used to do everything at his hand to make of that, a good kingdom.

Never the less, there was something that troubled the Elven King´s soul, something was missing, he used to spend much time thinking about it, he looked the city from a window in the Throne´s hall wondering what was it.

He used to work and walk across the kingdom every day, attending the numerous duties that his charge claimed, finding in everything the query that took his sleep away.

-Something is missing in this kingdom!  He used to tell to himself every morning and he spent the day looking for that thing that was missing.

One find day, seated in his throne, he made up his mind.

-I shall look for a better place to establish the kingdom!, a place that has it all, where my people will never feel that something is missing!.-

He felt so happy and eager of looking for a way to improve things for his people, he tied some leader strings to his throne to carry it up and take it with him, he told to himself:

-If I’m going to choose the appropriated place to reestablish the kingdom, I shall do it, seated on the king’s throne!-

He took his royal boots, and putting them on tightly left the castle caring the throne on his back to the city’s main street that lead to the kingdom’s borders. All the people that lived there went out to give the farewell to their beloved king.

-The King will find a better place for us!- Said the people while the king passed on.

The King walked all the way to the kingdom’s borders. it felt so good, he looked back and saw the mountain far in the distance, and beneath it , the city and his castle.

He walked day and night until he got to a hill’s top beneath which he saw the biggest grasslands ever seen, he untied the throne and putted down on the green grass, and sitting down watched amazed the great landscape. 

The fields extended to the horizon, he imagined his castle and the city among those great lands…..but something didn’t convinced him, those fields were awfully big, if the city was established there, it would seem tiny beside those great grasslands, the city would lose importance and his people would feel despised, that wasn’t the right place, so he stood up and carrying his throne continued his journey.

Some weeks later he found the coast and stood breathless before the beauty of the sea, he climbed a steep cliff where the wind was blowing hard, once again he lowed his throne and placing it before the amazing landscape sat down, he closed his eyes for a while and felt the sea’s breeze scent, wet and serene, he heard the waves braking on the coast, opened his eyes and looked carefully the rocks on the beach, the water’s foam, the little grass that grew on the cliff, again, the place wasn’t the right one.

-Too High!  He said, someone could slip and fall and the wind is too strong up here soon my people will be tired of so much wind and dampness-

He took his throne and hanging it to his back, left the coast.

The elven king crossed the sea, beyond the horizon; facing t unknown lands never seen by someone like him.

He tried to imagine the perfect land for his kingdom but the image didn’t clear up 

-I will find it! - Eagerly said to himself.

He traveled far and unknown lands, found huge desserts with thousand colored sands that were too hot to establish his kingdom, explored thick jungles inhabited by numerous and beautiful beasts, too much for his people, very dangerous!

Scaled giant mountains and looked the world from their top adorned with diamond glaciers that reflected the sunlight creating a rainbow over the earth, but the immensity of their nature wasn´t appropriate for his kingdom that already had lots of colors.

Many years passed and the elf king didn’t find the right place for his kingdom, everything was too big or too small, too bright or too dark, too wide or too narrow, too thick or too deserted. 

The king discouraged thru the years, his clothes were rags and his face covered with a long beard, his crown was all rusted and his throne mistreated, scratched and broken it looked like a bunch of timber that he was caring up but he couldn´t give up, he couldn´t disappoint his humble people who were waiting for the news of a new and complete land to establish. Because of that we kept walking tireless thanks to his love for his people.

 One fine sunny day he walked up on a path that lead to a hill top he was very tired and filling defeated.

When he reached the top his eyes couldn´t believe what he was in front of, He knew it in that instant! The king was standing before the land of his dreams! 

The landscape was perfect! a forest with the perfect size not very big nor to small, a beautiful river neither to abundant nor to calmed, green grasslands extended at the center, a refreshing breeze caressed him it was light but shocked his soul with joy.

His heart jumped full of excitement! At last he was found the place that so many years had took looking for! He instantly thought of his beloved people:

-Oh! How happy they will with the news that I found the perfect place!

He walked down the hill to explore the site carefully, when he got down he found a city, -I think that the people that lives here won’t mid to share it with my subjects!

He thought in talking with the king of those lands to explain his plans. When he got in to the city the people stare at him awkwardly, his appearance wasn´t good at all, he walked up street heading to a beautiful castle.

What the king didn´t knew was that this was he´s kingdom!, in his constant search he walked all around the world and now he had came back to his city but the desire for a perfect place had blinded him to be able to recognize his people and his city, thanks to his appearance his people didn´t recognize him too.

When he knocked the castle´s door the prime minister received him in a bad mood, everyone in the city was sad in the King´s absence and they had lost the hope of seeing him again.

The Elf King got in the castle and lowed his throne almost destroyed explaining to the prime minister the reason of his journey and his plan of establishing his kingdom in that beautiful place.

When the Prime Minister realized that the King had returned at last felled on his knees and welcomed him with tears on his eyes. He ordered the servants to wash shave and dress the king properly, but the Elf king couldn´t yet realize that he was back home.

When all got set the Elf king was lead to the great hall where a new throne was made during the absence of the king, they seated there and was until then when looking at the window that mountain, beyond the city when he understood! He was back home! And at that very same moment he found what was the thing that he looked for all this years! It was just the knowledge that this place was unique to him and to his people and that there was not another place in the whole world for them! It had been necessary to walk all around the world and knowing it all to understand that this kingdom was the right one!

The news of the Elf King´s return spread fast and everyone came to welcome him, he told the story of his tough journey and its happy ending everyone agreed that there wasn´t another place in the world for them besides that beautiful valley.

The Elf King returned to his usual life and duties and never felt again that something was missing, his life turned to be as it should be neither to long nor to short, he ruled wisely and happily after knowing all those places, knowing that there wasn´t in the whole world a place more beautiful and merry as those lands there!