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  It is told — O wise and noble King — that in times long past, in an age wrapped in the veils of wonder, there lived a young prince named Prince Darim. He was noble in form and spirit, gentle-hearted, and gifted with both wisdom and curiosity. Unlike other princes, he longed not only for power, but for stories, truth, and the mysteries of the world. His father, a great and mighty king, ruled over a vast realm. But the king was stern and believed a prince should concern himself only with rule and command, not with roaming among commoners or attending the tales of wandering poets and sages. “Ruling,” he would say, “is the work of kings. Tales are for idle men.” Yet Prince Darim paid little heed. He often slipped away from the palace, donned humble garments, and wandered among the people, listening to their woes, learning their customs, and sitting with storytellers, scholars, and the wise. One day, while walking through a busy market street, he came upon a pitiful sight: a sickly, b...