
On the day the tyrant married, his subjects celebrated with great fervor. They feasted and drank from jugs of wine, reveling in the festivities. However, only Aesop seemed to understand the underlying truth: they had little cause to be elated.
"This Sun," he warned, "has plans beyond simply reaching the marriage bed."
Suddenly, a cry arose from the frogs in all the ponds, their voices echoing their distress. "What will we do if he has children?" they lamented to the Fates. "One Sun we can scarcely tolerate! If we must endure half a dozen, it will dry the sea and all its denizens. Goodbye to the rushes and swamps; our race will be destroyed. Soon our destiny will be sealed. We'll swim the waters of the Styx."
For a poor, untutored animal, the Frog, I believe, reasons fairly well.
Even seemingly insignificant beings can have valid concerns about the consequences of power and its potential impact on their existence.
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Tomorrow night: The Fox and the Crane