Once upon a time, there were three princesses. The youngest
princess was widely regarded as the ugliest woman in all
the land, but her heart was gentle, honest, and pure.
Hoping to aid others in need, the youngest princess would travel
to the fields to offer succor to peasants-but they would reject
her kindness with cruel words.
The youngest princess knew her looks were driving people away,
yet she kept donating her life to the service of others, figuring
that the fault lied in her own lack of devotion. Day after day
this continued, for years without end.
The youngest princess died alone, curled in the back of a damp,
wet alley. She was so ugly that no one had the courage to give
her a proper burial. Instead, she rotted where she lay, turning
ever uglier until she faded into the earth.
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