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Once upon a time in a faraway kingdom...

...there lived a man who was hardly a man.

He had forgotten the way voices sound

so long had he been exiled.

Exiled to a cold dark hovel

at the center of the forest.

It´s been so many years now, this legend is kept

only by the faithful.

As for this man...

...you could say he is still living...

...but you could also say

that he´s been erased from humankind.

Well, I´ll be darned.

Nobody told me you had to take measurements.

Guess there´s no reason we can´t carve the turkey, then cook it.

-Would that be strange? -Very.

It would still taste the same. Probably better, in fact.

-If you had both sides-- -Dad...give it up.

Mom had a turkey that was too big once.

She did? What did she do?

Buttered the sides of the foil and pushed it in.

She said once it was garnished, no one would know.

[ANDY CHUCKLES]

It´s all in here.

Remember how Mom made the stuffing with the apricots?

Yeah. And look, there´s those biscuits

with the cheese in them, remember that?

Can we make Thanksgiving like Mom´s?

Your mom was really into these things and she´d been doing it--

Look, there´s the cinnamon-rhubarb pie.

You know what, guys?

I have a brilliant idea.

Yeah, hey, Art? Andy Brown.

I´m under the impression that Mama Joy´s...

...does Thanksgiving dinners that you can pick up?

You do? Great.

Uh, good question. I don´t know.

How many pounds would you recommend?

Twelve pounds, okay.

Morning, Brown.

-Where are you off to so early? -My yearly physical.

I didn´t see you in my appointment book.

I´ve a chromosome minimum

where my own physician is concerned. He´s in Denver.

What are you doing with that bird?

Returning it. I ordered at Mama Joy´s.

Can you return a turkey?

S´pose we call the New York City mayor´s office and find out.

It´s nice to see your wit only sharpens as the Yule approaches.

"The Yule."

Don´t tell me you´re like these other ninnies...

...that string Thanksgiving through New Year´s...

...into one big annoying holiday.

Better watch it. Last guy to talk like this was visited

by ghosts on Christmas Eve.@+

I appreciate the tip, ghosts being your specialty.

I need you to return this.

Return it?

Or cook it for Irv and yourself.

-What´s wrong with it? -Nothings wrong with it.

I ordered Thanksgiving from Mama Joy´s.

Raised the white flag early, didn´t you?

Seemed the most merciful decision for everyone involved.

Here´s the Maxwell file. He and the missus will be in in five.

Wow, they saw you coming.

I heard that.

Well, I wish I had better news for you.

You´ve tolerated the dialysis for as long

as any of us could hope, Marty.

But with this new development...

...I can´t treat all the secondary symptoms

in a comprehensive way. And I can´t attack

the underlying problem without surgical intervention.

In short, you need a new kidney.

-Are you sure that I can´t--? -Rox.

We know you´re not a match, let me tell you...

...you don´t wanna consider an unmatched transplant.

But it just seems so unfair. If I have an extra, why--?

I know. Normally, I´d put Marty on the UNOS list...

...but since we already anticipate

that his blood pressure ...is gonna be problem

I think the only option... is to find a family member

who´s willing to donate.

My dad died last winter, he was it.

Well, we can always try to get your blood pressure down

with new medications, but new medication has new side effects.

-And even so-- -It´s no sure thing?

No sure thing.

Well, why don´t we meet again next week, alright?

In the meantime, I´ll do some homework on this.

Marty, your medical file here says that you have a brother.

I´m assuming he´s also deceased?

-Actually, no. ANDY: No?

Great, we can set up a conference.

I don´t think that would be possible.

If it´s distance, we could have his hospital arrange to have--

-It´s not distance. -Well, then what is the issue?

I don´t have a brother, Dr. Brown. Not anymore.

[GRUNTING]

Hey, hey, what are you doing? Get down, that´s not sturdy.

The chair was too short.

What´re you looking for, anyway?

These.

-Mom´s Thanksgiving books? -Grateful books.

This one´s last year.

"We are grateful for Ephram´s piano playing...

...which sounds like angels dancing on the keyboard.

We are grateful for Nonny´s successful hip operation."

The one before´s even better.

I used to think these were stupid.

You told her they looked like a third-grade art project.

-I was a punk. -She thought it funny.

Besides, she knew you really liked them.

You know, it´ll still be Thanksgiving this year, Delia.

-It won´t be the same. -You don´t know that.

Yes, I do. Dad just wants to bring the food in in containers.

There´s no parade, Mom´s not here to make a book.

But you can watch the parade on TV.

Dad´s not cooking, that´s an early Hanukkah present.

It won´t be any good this year.

I wish Thanksgiving wouldn´t come at all.

Why should this year be any different from last year...

...or the year before that?

Or the year before that?

-It´s uncanny, Harold. -Uh-uh, let me guess.

PSA 1.5, LDL 118 HDL 58, BP 122/62, heart rate 62...

...and weight 8 percent below the insurance guidelines.

You´ve been the textbook male for the time I´ve known you.

Don´t know why you keep coming back in.

Well, if that´s all, I´ll be on my way.

-Until next year, Mason. -Sure.

Just need you to come back after the holidays for another MRI.

Got any big Thanksgiving plans?

-Pop back in for an MRI? -It´s most likely nothing.

Body scan we took picked up a small, um--

I don´t even know what to call it. A spot.

-A spot. -Growth, maybe.

A growth.

Way to bury the lead, Mason.

This is absolutely nothing to be

alarmed about. Could be anything.

All these new technologies...

-...have their quirks. -Quirks?

A disproportionate number of false positives. You know this.

If there´s anything you´re not telling me.

There´s nothing I´m not telling you.

This is just a precaution

but I want you to humor me. Come back in, that´s it.

Let´s not wait. Let´s do it today.

I´m booked up.

Come back in after Thanksgiving.

You´re worrying far too much about this.

This is no big deal.

Give my love to Rose.

NINA: It´s legendary around here.

The story of Marty Maxwell´s brother.

Daniel Maxwell was the most brilliant mind

Everwood has ever known.

A great scholar of romantic literature...

...with a head only for his work and his books.

-Real social butterfly, huh? -Mm-hm.

Which is why the whole town was stunned when he got married.

But the marriage didn´t last because one day

for no reason at all, Daniel went crazy.

The onset of mental illness tends to be gradual--

He descended into madness just like

the poor ladies he used to write about.

-In a day? -Mm-hm.

Left his house on Sumner Square, never came back.

Moved into the woods, has lived out there ever since.

-He moved into the woods. -Mm-hm.

This is starting to sound like one of Ephram´s comic books.

I mean, did he own a house out there or did he buy it?

When did he buy it? Escrow takes a month. Was he a squatter?

It´s a legend, not a realtor´s periodical.

It all sounds very iffy to me.

-Uh-uh. I saw the shack once. -You did?

Mm-hm. Went out to deliver some food years ago. Scared me silly.

It was like dropping off food for the boogeyman.

Could you draw me a map of where you went?

Are you gonna go see him? You´re a brave man, Andy.

You. Map. Draw.

[ANDY CHUCKLES]

[HUMMING]

Finally had it with my cooking?

Oh, I´m practicing the biscuits.

Art said that they were included.

-I know, I canceled Art. -Why?

I´m gonna do it. The way Mom used to.

I was gonna do it the way Mom did,just faster.

I can do this.

You know, Ephram, being Mom isn´t as easy as it looked.

I´ve been trying for a year. As miraculous and as wonderful

as we all thought she was, we had no idea.

I know who Mom was.

Just need the credit card for groceries.

You sure you wanna do this? Art´s is fine. It´ll be easier.

Delia wants it to be like Mom´s.

If you´re going to cook, I´ll help you.

Uh-uh. I got it.

You don´t have to do this, Ephram.

Yes, I do. For Delia.

PRIEST: Lord God, bless this grave...

...and send your angels to watch over it.

Forgive the sins of our brother

Harold Abbott Junior...

-...whom we bury here this day. HARRY: What the--?

Rose, Rose.

Rose, what is going on here?

Rose?

Lord God, welcome our brother

Harold Abbott.

My funeral?

But I´m right here. What is the meaning of this?

I´m so sorry, Rose.

You? What are you doing here?

ROSE: Thank you, Dr. Brown. -He was a good man.

You don´t know what kind of man I was, you hypocritical windbag.

You have no idea what kind of man I was.

You wouldn´t be here if it wasn´t a chance

to steal more of my patients.

I´m sure more people would have come if it wasn´t this cold.

Cold? But it´s positively balmy, and you came, you little pisser.

I just wish we could have filled the seats.

There are some full ones.

No one came to my funeral.

No one but my family and this...horse´s ass?

Is there nothing sacred?

Where is everybody?

Where is everybody?

[GASPS]

Harold?

Harold, you´re having a bad dream.

-I´m alive. -For now.

Try and get some sleep.

Rose.

Yes, Harold?

Would you say I´m a good husband?

The best, Harold.

Good father?

The very best.

Would you say I´m popular...

...in Everwood?

I love you, Harold.

Now go to sleep.

ANDY: Okay...

...we passed the cluster of oblong stones.

But, with all this snow, that could´ve been deer droppings.

Then I did 50 paces.

But then, what is a pace?

And whose paces are they?

Okay, now I´m supposed to take a left at the big pine.

Which pine? This is such a crappy map, Nina.

Oh.

Oh, okay, I take it back. There, that´s a big pine

My kingdom for a machete.

Hey, where´d you go?

What´s the difference between "condensated" milk

and evaporated?

I don´t know, get the one on the list.

-It just said canned. -Well, get both.

Okay.

-"Fat separator." -Ephram.

-Hello, Ephram. -Mrs. Abbott, Amy.

I´m just gonna pop across and get some cranberries.

You get the nuts your father likes for the dressing.

-Doing the shopping yourself? -Oh, not exactly--

I got all of them.

-Hey, Delia. DELIA: Hi, Amy.

At Mama Joy´s, they had apple pie, pumpkin pie and pecan pie.

Well, I think we only need one.

Mom used to have three kinds of pie, remember?

Okay, okay, alright, fine. Go get them.

-It´s her favorite holiday. -I can see that.

Yeah, my dad´s not too into it, so....

It´s cool of you to do this for her.

Well. Try saying that after she dies of food poisoning.

Sometimes I think Thanksgiving itself

can be kind of a natural disaster.

I´m about to scientifically prove that.

Can be fun under the right circumstances

making a mess and all?

Cooking´s like mud pies for grown-ups.

Well, I´ll try and think of it that way.

Hey, if this isn´t just a brother-sister thing

I could help if you wanted.

Sure.

[CHUCKLES]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Hello.

Mr. Maxwell.

[GASPS]

Okay, uh....

Are you the kind of bear where

I´m supposed to run or play dead?

A simple blink will signify your answer.

She´s harmless.

She´s been hanging around since she was a baby.

-Are you coming in? -Yes, yes, yes, I am.

Thank you.

You´ve really got a great collection here.

I ordered the ones with leather bindings once...

the book-of-the-month club thing, this is the real deal.

Read a lot, do you?

You know, for a shack in the woods,

this place is really cozy.

I wonder if you have a problem with insulation in the winter

I notice these--

Why did you come here?

My name is Andy Brown.

I´m a doctor and I´m treating a patient named Marty Maxwell...

...who, I´m led to believe, may be your brother.

As you may or may not know, your brother is very sick.

He needs a kidney transplant

so we´re looking for a donor.

Now, I know you haven´t exactly been in contact with Marty...

...but his quality of life has been very poor of late...

...and is deteriorating by the day.

If you´d be willing to be tested

and possibly donate... you could save his life.

Which would be the optimum outcome...

...because if you don´t give a kidney...

-...what I´m really saying is-- -I´m not interested.

His prognosis is not at all good.

His wife was so concerned that she offered to--

You can go.

Look, won´t you please at least--?

Why don´t you ask my brother´s wife why I don´t want to listen?

Leave.

[GROWLS]

Do you think maybe you could walk me past the bear?

I don´t think she´s fond of me.

Splendid morning, isn´t it? Beautiful morning.

Robert, look at you, fetching ensemble. There you are.

A 10? God bless you, doctor.

Mavis, Mavis. Let me help you with this.

I can get that, thank you, Mavis.

And a happy Thanksgiving.

Happy Thanksgiving to you all.

Here´s the choices. Give out turkey at the soup kitchen...

...sign up for the all-you-can-eat buffet

at the St. Lawrence...or third, and my own personal favorite...

...get the Hungry Jack festive frozen turkey dinners...

...on special promotion for 3.99.

Or fourth option.

Mother, I wanted to ask you and Irv...if you´d do my family

the honor of joining us... for Thanksgiving meal.

-Come again? -It would mean the world...

...to the kids and to Rose, and, of course, myself.

Is this one of those hidden-camera shows?

Irv, I really hope you can come. We´ve never had a chance

-to spend time-- -Wait a lousy second, Junior.

-Since when did you begin to--? -We´d be delighted.

Thank you for including us.

Splendid, splendid. Dinner´s at 3, then.

[RINGS BELL]

Oh, uh, attention. Attention, everyone.

I´d like to invite each and every one of you to join

my family,my mother and my stepfather, my wife and kids.

Of course, myself. --for Thanksgiving dinner.

We want to take this opportunity to show you all...

...how much we appreciate the members of this community...

...who have welcomed us into their homes...

...and hearts throughout the years.

So, Thursday at 3, then.

Just bring your appetites, we´ll supply the rest.

Good Yule to you all.

Splendid. Splendid.

-Guess it finally fell out. -What did?

That stick up his ass.

We didn´t mean for it to happen, it just did.

Sounds terrible and cruel when I describe it.

Marty´s not the kind of man to steal another man´s wife.

He loved his brother, he still does.

Daniel was my husband, but he was absent.

And while he was in Boston delivering his umpteenth...

...such-and-such memorial lecture, Marty was here.

Watering begonias in the yard.

We were just two friends who needed each other.

We didn´t choose to fall in love...

...any more than Daniel chose to go insane.

I left him, Dr. Brown.

I left my husband for his brother.

And it destroyed him.

Well, there goes one kidney.

Maybe, if I went and talked to him--

I doubt it´ll work, Roxanne. If you do, bring some bear spray.

I had no idea how much work she put into these things.

These books are beautiful.

You´ll always have them, that part of her.

Stuff I did looks terrible.

No, it doesn´t. It looks like you put a lot of effort into it.

I don´t even know why I´m bothering this year.

If you´re not grateful, what´re you supposed to put?

Grateful my Mom died or we lost the house

we grew up in in New York? Moved to this town

where I don´t know anybody so my father could--

Let´s make an ungrateful book. I could put Colin, the accident

the Harts telling me he´d recover better

without me, my brother.

You know, Ephram...

...this year I felt like for the first time

I´m not in control of anything and, well, even though things

aren´t the way I want them to be...

...I´m still grateful for some things.

You´re gonna have to stop doing that.

What?

Saying things that make me wanna kiss you.

You too.

DELIA: Ephram!

We need to get more cranberries.

-Oh, uh, okay. Why? -The old ones turned black.

-Can it wait? -We gotta go right now.

They were already running out at the stand.

It´s Thanksgiving, they´re not gonna run out.

She´s right, actually.

Every year there´s a run on cranberries.

By Thanksgiving meal time you could

trade a pack for a new stereo.

Get your coat.

Now, which way do I slice this thing?

Thank God, the master of this grand plan is here.

I can rest easy.

Careful. There are no small cooks, only large kitchen fires.

Good point. You seem unusually chipper, Ephram.

What´s not to like? It´s a great holiday.

[DOORBELL RINGS] Must be Elijah.

-That´s a different holiday. DELIA: I´ll get it.

Thank you for letting us join you today.

The more the merrier.

-That´s what your dad said. -Well, great minds alike.

Did he just call me a great mind?

Nina, I think you and Sam should come over every day.

[DELIA SCREAMING]

ANDY: What is it?

Daniel.

It´s all right, this is Daniel. He´s a friend of mine.

-Why does he look like--? -Go help in the kitchen, honey.

Sorry about that, she´s not used to company.

Would you like to come in? Is everything all right?

Uh, the bear.

There´s something wrong with her.

Well, Daniel, I´m not a veterinarian. I, uh--

I think she´s very ill.

Uh, Ephram, do you mind if I, uh--?

No, it´s fine. Just be back by dinner, yeah?

Okay, why--?

There you are.

-What is Dad doing, Mom? -Having a mid-life crisis, dear.

Rose. Should I take another pass?

Take a rest, Harold. Go and help Amy set the table.

It is so life-affirming to experience the warmth...

...of this community here in our home on this special--

Dad, you don´t have to pretend to like people.

-We love you anyways. -I like people. I adore people.

I´m starved. Where´s the food?

You said 3:00 and it´s 10 after.

Holiday meal prep is an art, Mr. Jensen, not a science.

I could have stayed home and watched the game.

Well, yes, you could have, Mr. Jensen...

...but you chose to come here and enjoy our hospitality.

Just give me some corn nuts or something to tide me over.

Here, Mr. Jensen, I think I have a nice nut mix in the den.

What were you saying about adoring people, Dad?

ANDY: That wound is definitely infected.

I´ll, uh, find out which antibiotics are appropriate...

...how much dosage...

...and then I´ll have somebody come up here and deliver it.

You know...

...there are a lot of stories floating around...

...about just how you came to live up here.

That doesn´t surprise me.

I´m the town crazy.

People talk.

I don´t think you´re crazy.

I know about your wife.

You think you know.

Marty didn´t steal Roxanne from me...

...she left me.

Ha. He just happened to be in the, uh

right place when it happened.

Is that the way you see it?

The reason women leave is always the same.

I´ve made my life studying

the heroines of romantic literature...

...and the end is always tragic.

I was a brilliant scholar of love...

...and I just never knew what I had.

Neither did I.

I had a wife. She´s gone now too.

I didn´t know what to do once I´d lost her.

People thought I was crazy.

Are you lying to me?

No.

Maybe I was just mad with grief.

I think I just couldn´t see a way to tomorrow.

And then?

And then my children needed to be fed...

...and tomorrow just showed up.

We don´t choose who we love any more than we choose

when it ends. I think our destinies sweep us along...

...and we´re just here for the ride.

Fate takes what she wants from us...

...and there´s nothing we can do about it.

Don´t forget your map.

Corn nut, you Philistines.

Little too much togetherness for you?

Oh. You.

Suppose you´re starving and have some complaint...

...about how we´re making the food.

Not at all.

I just came out here looking for a little quiet.

Yeah, well, that makes two of us.

You ever think about tearing this old thing down?

Bright still likes it.

I don´t know what you´re trying to prove with this shindig.

I´m not trying to prove anything, Mother.

I´m opening my home to the community--

We appreciate the gesture, Irv and I.

And the rest do too, I bet. But this generosity...

...this man-of-the-people thing...

...well, it´s just not who you are.

-Says who? -Harold...

you and I have very little in common other than a few genes.

And we´ve found little to admire in one another over the years.

This your version of a pep talk?

But the one thing I´ve always been proud of...

...is that you, from the moment you were born...

...have always known exactly who you are.

You respect a man who knows who he is and doesn´t waver.

You´re right, Mother.

I do know who I am.

I am a man who is unloved...

...and who will be unmissed when he is gone.

You are not unloved, Junior.

It only takes one.

-That is one of the kindest-- -I meant Rose.

-Oh. -It´s like this.

It´s a campaign of limited resources.

There´s only so much in the supply tent to go around...

...and what you´ve got you give to your wife and kids.

And you give more than just about any father...

...and husband I´ve ever seen.

And that ain´t half bad.

Anything missing?

-No. -Unbelievable.

This is just awesome, Ephram.

Now we say grace?

That is a good idea. Who wants to say grace?

Wait, one thing first.

I knew it was too good to be true. We forget, the potatoes?

Must´ve been a hundred kinds of potatoes on the counter.

Look, we finished it. Just in time too.

DELIA: It´s not like Mom´s. -Yeah, sure it is, look.

We´ve got things to be grateful for.

No, none of this is like Mom´s.

What are you talking about? We got potatoes, stuffing.

-It´s not hers. -Delia, he tried really hard...

...to make it the way we remember it.

The book isn´t like hers, the food isn´t hers

and they shouldn´t be here.

-Stop it, Delia. -Nothing´s like it was.

-It´s ruined. -Hey, look, give it a chance.

-Here´s one about you, alright? -I don´t want to look at it!

Delia, pick up that book.

-No! -I said, pick it up.

-Can I talk to her? Please? -Nina, I have to--

You´re right, Delia.

Nothing is the way it used to be.

Nobody knows how to be your mom...

...and no one could ever replace her.

Your dad and Ephram wanted to make Thanksgiving

nice for you. Because they know how much you love it.

And because your mom loved it.

But you´re right, it´s not the same.

It´s okay to be sad that it´s not.

It´s okay that you miss her.

Your daddy misses her and Ephram misses her too...

...and she misses you.

But she wouldn´t want you to be sad forever because she

only wants those good, happy things for you.

And it´s all right to feel bad...

...because she was so important to you...

...and because she loves you very much.

[DELIA CRYING]

There you are.

It´s burnt.

[PHONE RINGING]

I´ll get it.

Hello? Yes, this is he.

Uh, yes, I´m here for Dr. Lewis.

Hello, Mason. Happy Thanksgiving to you as well.

You did?

Uh-huh.

A lab error?

I´m--? I´m well?

I can hardly believe it.

Oh, no, it was a bit of an inconvenience

as you can imagine...but no, I was not nervous.

In fact, I´d completely forgotten it...

...in the, uh, holiday festivity, as you can imagine.

Yes, well, alright then. Uh....

I will see you again next year, Mason.

Happy holidays to you.

-Everybody out. -What?

Freeloading party is officially over.

Out. Out, out, move it!

Go on, Jensen. Go home to your corn nuts.

The slop trough is officially closed.

All of you, hit the bricks.

I´m sorry, Rose, I´ve had it.

And a happy new year.

I think he found that stick.

Oh, Harold.

More pie?

They offered to stay and help. What were we thinking?

It was nice having them or it would have been if--

I really admire what you did, by the way.

What, make a Thanksgiving meal so disastrous

my sister had a meltdown?

I think in her heart, Delia really believed...

-...it was gonna be the same. -I told her it would be.

-I made everything worse. -Heh. Welcome to my world.

You didn´t make things worse. You make things better...

...every time you do something that lets her know you love her.

You know, I wanted it to be the same too.

I know. We´ll just have to create new traditions.

Why don´t you go see if your sister wants to come downstairs?

Are you looking for Dr. Brown?

Or a shower, maybe?

Daniel.

I´ll give it to him.

-Are you sure? -Yes. I´m sure.

Ephram, come in.

-Happy Thanksgiving, Dr. Abbott. -And to you as well.

-I assume you´re here for Amy? -Yes, sir.

I´m afraid that, uh, she´s gone off to Denver with her mother.

Oh.

Well, could you give her this for me?

Absolutely.

Tell her I made it.

I certainly will.

Um, have a good weekend.

Dad, I don´t know what to do.

Let´s just say there´s a person in your life

who you were in love with.

And then something happened...

...and he was gone for a while.

And then you met another person...

...and you started to have feelings for him.

Is it possible that you can have feelings

for two people at the same time?

Very.

What´s not possible is to be true to two people at once

...and, uh, Ephram has feelings of his own.

I don´t wanna hurt him.

Don´t toy with him.

I´m not.

Amy, I know this year has been incredibly difficult for you...

...and Ephram´s been a friend when you´ve really needed one...

...and you care for him, possibly as more than a friend.

But if you don´t intend to pursue those feelings...

...and I don´t believe you do...

...you have to let him go.

-Do I just push it? -Yeah.

Well, to start, hit this red button.

-Okay. -You ready?

-Dad! -Hey. What are you guys up to?

Ephram had an idea, we´re making a tradition.

A whole tradition? And what, pray tell, is this tradition?

We record ourselves saying the very best thing...

...that happened this year. Isn´t that fun?

Sounds like it. Could I have my credit card back?

And I said when me and Edna made it home with no gas in the tank.

So I know God exists even though he didn´t take the cookies.

Excellent choice. What about you, Ephram?

-I haven´t gone. -Don´t let me stop you.

Wait, I want you to be holding the grateful book you made me.

-Sure. -I´ll go get it.

-And what about you, Dad? -Me?

Yes. You´re next.

What´s the best thing that happened this year?

The best thing that happened to me this year...

...is that I met my son.

[SHAWN MULLINS´ "YOU MEAN EVERYTHING TO ME" PLAYING]

IRV: Once upon a time, in a faraway kingdom...

...there lived not one, but two kings.

One who knew not what he had...

...the other, doomed to remember what he had lost.

And there was a fearless giantess...

...and a wood sprite who liked to play in her shadows...

...moon glow illuminating her eyes.

There was even a wizard who knew how best

to tame wild things...

...and a handsome prince and a beautiful princess...

...who could not know how their fates were destined to cross...

...and the lovable oaf with his spun-glass flute.

And there were others, too, in this distant place...

...not unlike the place you knew as a child...

...where tales were told and legends were written.

It´s possible the true name of this kingdom...

...will never again be spoken...

...and has nearly been forgotten by time and memory

for all the charmed creatures within its realm...

...have only ever called it home.