Far Fetched Fables No. 56 Daniel Quinn and Mark Morris
First Story: “The Frog King, or Iron Henry” by Daniel Quinn
What is to be remembered, I suppose I remember; everything else dissolves and vanishes: breath on an icy mirror.
I am alone now. There is no one. A rectangle of moonlight blazes on the floor like a shield—this is all that’s left of my visitor.
Nevertheless, without any real feeling of hope, I call out into the darkness: “Iron Henry?”
His departure is something I feel in my blood, now dry as dust in my veins. Beside the window, a shadow stirs in the darkness, and it is he, slipping away into the night.
“Iron Henry,” I whisper, knowing that, for all that he loves me, he will not stop for my sake: “Please.”
He hesitates and mutters, “I may not.”
“Speak to me more.”
“It will soon be dawn,” he says, “and the queen will be sighing in her bed.”
“That hardly matters, Iron Henry; what little I haven’t actually forgotten has... For information regarding your data privacy, visit acast.com/privacy