This week, on Myths and Legends, it's a story from Indian folklore about a king who's really

not thrilled about his daughter's fate, and you'll learn all about why you should listen to the

guy talking to the leaves in his toilet. The creature this week is just adding funeral expenses,

because you'll need a security team to ward off flaming Japanese supercats.

This is Myths and Legends, episode 122. Let it be.

This is a podcast where I tell stories from mythology and folklore. Some are incredibly

popular stories, with surprising origins. Others are stories that might be new to you,

but are definitely worth listening. Today's story was put down to paper by Andrew Lang,

a Scottish writer in the 1800s, who claims it was a story from India, though I couldn't really

find anything else on that. It's very tale, so it doesn't really connect anything historically,

so we'll just jump right in.

For the first time in nearly an hour, the king's slow-dissorse. The stag was still up ahead,

but no matter how many arrows he shot, or how hard he pushed his steed, the elusive animal

remained just beyond range. The king had outridden all of his servants and courtiers, even his own

hounds. Now, the white stag hopped just up ahead, beckoning his pursuant onward. The king was

aware that he had ventured deeper and deeper into the wilderness. The last home or cottage he'd

seen was miles ago. With new resolve, the king sneered, and continued on into the unknown land.

By the time darkness fell, he lost the stag altogether. He was long past the king and

went into a forest, ahead, a waterfall crashed in the darkness, while the tired horse picked its

way onward. That's when the king spotted the light. There, at the bottom of the waterfall,

a crude lantern flickered from a cave, in the fading light of dusk, a stranger, a man,

sat by the river, dropping leaves and watching them flutter down to the water.

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