The Tale Of The Little Millipede

Once upon a time, in a parallel reality, there lived a Little Millipede who had a fiancée. She was the sweetest, dearest creature under the sun, but the Little Millipede wasn’t allowed to see her. God had picked the loveliest maiden to be found and taken her hostage for the sake of humankind’s sins. And so the Little Millipede’s fiancée was kept under lock and key, together with her mother.

By the time the Little Millipede fell head over heels for her, she had already been held captive for ten long years. He was shown photographs and a video clip of the imprisoned maiden, and then and there his heart was sealed. He made up his mind to win her. But since he was nothing more than a Little Millipede, it never even crossed his mind that he ought to start by setting her free. He simply decided that the moment she was released, he would make a move she couldn’t possibly resist.

For the time being, the Little Millipede contented himself with a bit of a makeover and a series of photographs in the newspaper the would‑be fiancée used to read in her captivity. There he showed himself from his very best side, hoping she would think him handsome. And the fiancée did see the pictures — and how the Little Millipede had dressed himself up for her sake. Her heart leapt with joy, for she had always found the Little Millipede really attractive.