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It had been a few days since the storm. The farmers crops were still destroyed and most of his shack was too. He hadn't gotten around to the rebuilding of the chicken coop but had started to built the goat a structure of its own.

He goat had been of much help to the farmer. Always herding the chickens and barking when danger was near. The farmer couldn't of asked for a better goat.

The goat soon became known to the public and since the goat had impeccable herding skills he began to live in town with the rest of the villagers so he could keep them safe.

The goat would herd all and any evil away from the town and soon he became praised by the villagers, so much that they built him a castle.

The goat was said to posses special powers that caused him to be amazing at everything he did. The goat became the ruler of the village holding the villages safety in his hooves.

Soon the goat became evil and murderous seeing how he had all the power (though almost no one noticed). Only the goats best friend (Garold) noticed how he had changed.

Garold knew he had to stop him. Even though it was his best friend he still had to kill him.

The now dead goat was found that night and was buried under the castle in a special tomb.

The castle is now a museum for today's population to look at.

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