Upon a time, there was an Aboriginal Artist who was called Edward, he thought he was really bad at art but everyone told him he was amazing. (Which he was) anyway, one day Edward went to the enchanted forest and started picking some apples, waiting for one of his fairy friends to appear. When he got to about 17 apples, his fairy friend Tiny appeared. "Hello, Edward!" Tiny said in her little chirpy voice. "Oh hello Tiny!" He replied. He asked her if he was good at art, yet again she said yes.

After he had had a chat with Tiny, he walked along-side the river. As he was walking by, he imagined the river as a long slithery snake, sliding down the ditch, it was chasing a little bug, trying to eat it. THAT'S when he had his idea. He rushed home, panting like a breathless dog and when he got back, he started to paint. He painted for days and days until it was finally finished. He look at it, and he thought it was his final masterpiece and thought that he was amazing. "If anyone shall destroy this, i shall be ruined" he protested.

That night he went to bed and left his painting to the side of him. Whilst he was asleep, his arch enemy Joseph came in and destroyed it, he left it there, torn into tiny little shreds. When Edward woke up, he went to look at his painting, he picked it up and looked at it, disgusted. "Who would do such a thing?" He cried. He was so upset. He saw some string on the floor and tied it to a hook.

He hung himself.


And that is how devastated he was, his amazing masterpiece and arch enemy, killed him. He was never seen again. And as for Tiny, well, she got eaten by a giant panda. Nobody won really.