The Tale of Three Friends

Once upon a time, next to a lush village, was a pond as clear as a crystal mirror. In this serene pond, there lived two fishes named Thousand-wit and Hundred-wit, famed far and wide for their sharp intellects. As the sun dipped behind tall trees each evening, painting the sky in hues of crimson and orange, they would meet their dear friend, a frog named Single-wit, on the pond’s shore.

One such twilight, as they indulged in their daily banter, their peace was disturbed by the sight of fishermen, armed with nets and talks of a rich catch. “There is little water and much fish in this pond. Come morning, we shall feast,” they said.

Chills ran down the spines of our three friends, and they convened an urgent meeting. Single-wit, trembling with worry, inquired, “O Thousand-wit and Hundred-wit, what shall be our course? Flee or stay?”

With a laugh that rippled the waters, Thousand-wit, calm as ever, replied, “Dear friend, words alone cannot bind us. Many who plot harm find their plans turned to dust.” He proudly boasted his myriad ways to evade capture.

Hundred-wit agreed, “Indeed, for those who swim in the waters of wisdom, no feat is beyond reach.” He, too, refused to leave their heritage over mere threats, assuring their safety with his cunning.

<PROMPT: “Two wise-looking fishes, Thousand-wit and Hundred-wit, in a pond reflecting a sunset, conversing with a worried frog, Single-wit, on the shore; an ominous shadow of fishermen in the background. - seed 48291052”>

In contrast, Single-wit, guided by his lone glimmer of wit, declared, “I may be called Single-wit, but my wit bids me to part from this danger.” Without delay, he hopped away with his wife to safer waters.

<PROMPT: “A concerned frog, Single-wit, hastily departing the pond with his wife under a starlit sky, casting a troubled glance back. - seed 48291052”>

As dawn broke, the fishermen returned, casting their nets wide and deep. Thousand-wit and Hundred-wit, despite their clever maneuvers, found themselves trapped, their intellects failing to outmatch the mesh that ensnared them. By sunset, heavy hearts and laden nets bore away the once-proud fishes.

<PROMPT: “Fishermen casting wide nets over a serene pond at sunrise, ensnaring two desperate fishes, Thousand-wit and Hundred-wit, amid a panicked flurry of aqueous creatures. - seed 48291052”>

As fate would have it, Hundred-wit was hoisted onto a shoulder, while Thousand-wit dangled from a pole between two men, their wits outwitted by simplicity.

<PROMPT: “A fisherman proud, carrying the lifeless Hundred-wit on his shoulder, another duo carrying the larger Thousand-wit on a rope, while a tranquil pond fades in the distance. - seed 48291052”>

Single-wit, from his new abode, watched their grim parade. Turning to his wife he sighed, “Darling, behold. While Hundred-wit is elevated and Thousand-wit swing low, I, with but a single wit, rejoice in safety and clarity.”

<PROMPT: “A relieved Single-wit and his wife, observing from a lush pond as the fishermen depart, mournful yet grateful for their newfound sanctuary. - seed 48291052”>

And thus, the tale of Thousand-wit, Hundred-wit, and Single-wit reminds us that sometimes, the simplest wisdom can carry us through the tides of fate.

<PROMPT: “A vibrant cover for ‘The Tale of Three Friends’ depicting a tranquil pond with three animal friends, a sense of foreboding as dark figures loom in the background - seed 48291052”>

<PROMPT: “The serene pond with lush vegetation and a tranquil atmosphere, home to the intellectuals Thousand-wit and Hundred-wit, and the prudent Single-wit - seed 48291052”>

# The Tale of Three Friends

Once upon a time, next to a lush village, was a pond as clear as a crystal mirror...

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