by Brad Beals
In a drafty little cottage that sat on a sparse, flat acre of land there lived a girl. Her name was Louisa, and she was as bold as a lion. This fact gave her parents amusement on some days, and consternation on others.
One day, her father walked to the castle on the hill to ask the Lord for a loaf of bread. Out of curiosity, Louisa followed, though secretly. She stood in the shadows and watched as the castle's heavy door creaked open to reveal a tall, wise-looking old man. His eyes were bright, and he seemed to her as if he might like to smile.
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