Dear Readers,
Good morning, good afternoon, good evening, and good night! My pen name is Hestia Hesperus and I shall be your entertainer today, if only for a short while. I hope that I will be able to live up to your expectations, but please do not set them too high, else we shall both be disappointed.
I have not been a writer all my life, sadly. When I was a child, I was much more interested in singing and acting and painting and befriending the shyer girls in my class. When I turned ten, however, I grew to develop my liking for writing poetry and short tales in my classes. I remember the first time we were asked to create a two-page tall tale after reading American's own. I wrote mine about a girl named Alice who could tame the wild waters and the savage beasts. Accompanied by her talking cat, Delta, who likewise had the power to stretch his body over the length of a four football fields, she was able to save two young children before they fell over a ravine and down jagged rocks below.
Frightening, I know.
After that, I wrote more and more. I grew to love writing poetry and small stories about children just like me. When I turned twelve, I had more experience and wanted to write something more than just about the little things. So I began a tale and dubbed it The Roots of Knowledge. That story happened to be the first of many.
And now, six years later, I have been going through and cleaning out my many Microsoft folders; pulling out and blowing the dust off of my once-forgotten half-written tales. I have gone through and edited them very minorly--only fixed a few incorrect words and rearranged a sentence or two, here and there. But overall, they remain just as I had written them...and I hope that you may enjoy them for the light-hearted tales they are, as I once did...and plan to do again.
And so, without further ado, I present to you my Forgotten Tales, soon to be remembered once more! I now shall take my leave and allow you the pleasure of reading my works, and watching the stage, of which first flits in a brilliant warbler, to introduce to you all, in her own words, the tale of how she was driven into a forest during a storm and alighted upon a particular-looking oak tree...
Cheers!
Exit Hestia Hesperus
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