The Adventures of the Voluptuous Llama and the libidinous lion.

The being that is. The being that isn't.

1.  Once upon a time, in a mystical jungle there lived a voluptuous llama and a libidinous lion.  These two lived in harmony with one another, but, all that was about to change.  Constantly lurking in the shadows was an envious, vengeful antelope.  He was the lions faithful disciple.  But, little did the lion know that the antelope had dark and deceitful plans.  The antelope was continuously plotting under the thick boughs of the trees as he watched his master faithfully.  The antelope was a tortured soul.  He was unsure of what he wanted.  Sometimes he wanted the libidinous lion for himself, and, sometimes he wanted to claim the voluptuous llama for his own, dominating the poor beast and making him his personal slave, forcing him to commit abominable acts.  Little did the lion know of his faithful servants plan to usurp him.  But, much to the antelopes dismay, the flying whale knew all.  The flying whale was the creator of all.  He was the entity that created the luscious grass and the frolicking animals, all to his imagery.  The flying whale was ever watchful yet ever not.  He was and was not.  He could fly and could walk.  Nothing was out of the whales abilities.  He was the all being.  He knew all and loved all.  The whale was a beautiful creature.  His soft whispers sent shivers up the spines of the most depressed.  And he knew one thing.  The antelope had been made inadequately.  The antelope wanted what he could not have.  He was a Petrarchan love and that... Was forbidden.

2. Alas, the petrachen antelope had always been that way. Some say his horns twisted in the wrong directions, while others thought that there was a fragment missing from his very soul. He was a splenetic character, and despised everyone. Even the flying whale was frustrated as he could not believe what horror he had created.  Before we begin this beautiful story, we must first fully explain the being that is the whale. It is the darkness in the light, yet the light in the darkness. It is the thing that breathes, without taking a breath. It breaths through the wind, and the trees and every living being, apart from the antelope. For the antelope is made of seething darkness and shadows and all things malevolent in the world. Indeed, the antelope is a devil disguised as an angel. It is the thing that makes animals die, makes animals cry and, indeed, makes the llama bleat.

3. Finally, before we begin our fable, we must address the llama. Now, the llama was the purest soul in the land, bested only by the holy whale. It was completely satisfied with its peculiar relationship with the lion, and is a devote servant of the whale. It is thought that the llama is the only being who has seen the whale in its true form, as all the llama has to do to summon the whale is bleat. We begin our story, and so, the llama bleats.