Fairy tales for young and old ~ English version

The Ruby Fruit

Once upon a time, in a land where the sun smiled warmly upon rolling meadows and the moon bathed the night in silver, there was a village known for its wild strawberries. These were no ordinary berries; they were the sweetest, juiciest strawberries that anyone had ever tasted, with a magical quality that brought joy to the heart of anyone who ate them.

In this village lived a young girl named Syllia, whose love for wild strawberries was unmatched. She would spend her days in the fields, picking the ripest ones while singing songs that made the birds stop to listen. The villagers often said that Syllia's strawberries were the best because they were picked with love.

One day, a mysterious old woman came to the village. She heard of the magical strawberries and asked Syllia for a basketful, promising her a single seed in return. Syllia, kind and trusting, agreed without hesitation. The old woman handed her a tiny, shimmering seed and whispered, "Plant this under the light of the full moon, and a wonder will grow."

Syllia did as she was told and planted the seed. That night, under the full moon's glow, a magnificent strawberry plant sprouted, growing taller than the tallest tree in the blink of an eye. It bore a single fruit, as big as a pumpkin and shining like a ruby.

The giant strawberry was the talk of the village, and everyone wondered what marvels it might contain. Syllia decided to share the fruit with the villagers during the upcoming harvest festival. When the day arrived, and the strawberry was cut open, out poured hundreds of tiny, glistening seeds. Each seed held the promise of joy and love, just like Syllia's wild strawberries.

From that day on, the village became known as the Land of Wild Strawberries, a place where happiness grew in abundance, and the air was always filled with the sweet scent of Syllia's favorite fruit. And as for the mysterious old woman? She was never seen again, but some say she was the spirit of the meadows, watching over the village and its wild strawberries.

And so, the tale of Syllia and the Wild Strawberries was passed down through generations, a fairytale reminder of the magic found in kindness and the simple joys of life.