There was a time when people firmly believed that a few years earlier-in,say,their great-grandfather's time-dragons and giants roamed around all the neighbourhoods.
There was once a king who ruled Egypt with three lovely daughters. Weary of responsibility, he decided to lay aside his crown and divide his kingdom between his daughters.As time past away they grew up,the king thought they each were ready to rule a third of his country.
Another year past, and and the king died and all his daughters went on a boat with his coffin.
On the way to were the funeral was held, there was a big storm with clouds as dark as a raven, rain heavier than two huge wooden tables, the waves were half the size of a pyramid.
Half way there to the funeral the boat broke(as you could imagine) but because the the boat broke every one in the boat sank except the sailor(he knew how to swim). After that,lots of people tried to take the coffin but the bones of the princesses were haunted,and to the people which went to the coffin never came back.
The coffin can still be found again and took by someone.(If there careful).