It was New Year in the city of Shiraz, Persia. Lots of people came to the central square. The king and his family were also present. There was music around and people were dancing. There were snake charmers, jugglers, a variety of drinks and delicious food. Suddenly a man with a beautiful ebony horse approached the king. He told the king that it was an unusual horse. If you pressed a button on its neck, this horse would be able to fly and bring the passenger to any place. The king got interested. He wanted to get such a magical horse. The man agreed to present it if the king allowed him to marry the princess. First the monarch ordered his son to test this horse. The prince pressed the button on its neck and disappeared in the clouds.
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The Enchanted Horse by Victoria Bradshaw
It was New Year in the city of Schiraz in Persia. The city square was full of people. The king and his family were there too. There was music and dancing. There were fire-eaters and snake-charmers. And of course there was a lot of delicious food and drink.
Suddenly, an Indian man appeared in front of the king. He had a beautiful horse with him. It was made of black wood. The Indian spoke to the king.
‘Your Majesty! This is a very special horse.’
‘Really?’ said the king. ‘Why is it special? What can it do?’
‘It can fly, Your Majesty. When I press this little button on its neck, it flies up into the air and takes me where I want to go.’
‘Your horse is certainly a very special horse,’ said the king. ‘I’d like to have it for myself.’
‘I’ll sell it to you, Your Majesty.’
‘And what’s the price?’ asked the king.
‘Your daughter. I want to marry your daughter,’ replied the Indian.
‘That’s a very high price for a horse.’
‘It isn’t a high price for a horse that can fly, Your Majesty. Try it and you’ll see for yourself!’
‘Let my son, Prince Firouz, try the horse,’ said the king.
Prince Firouz immediately jumped on the horse’s back and pressed the button on its neck. The horse flew up unto the air, into the clouds and disappeared. The king was very angry. ‘Where is my son?’ he shouted. ‘Bring him back!’
‘I can’t,’ replied the Indian.
The king ordered his guards to put the Indian in prison. ‘My guards will kill you if Prince Firouz isn’t back in three months,’ he said.
Meanwhile, the horse and the prince flew higher and higher. The prince was happy. He enjoyed flying on the horse. Then it began to get dark. ‘It’s late,’ he thought. ‘I must land.’ He looked carefully at the horse’s neck and saw another little button. He pressed it and the horse landed on the terrace of a beautiful white palace.
He got off and looked around him. There was a small door in the corner of the terrace. He opened it and saw some stairs. He went down them and into a long hall with many doors. There was a light under one of them so he opened it. Six guards were asleep on the floor. The light was coming from a lamp in another room behind a curtain. Prince Firouz moved the curtain and looked in. He saw a big sofa and some women asleep around it. On the sofa there was a very beautiful girl. Prince Firouz touched her arm gently and she opened her eyes…