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Lady Jenniviere’s Story
Space Ghost and the Magic Ink-Well
Lady Jenniviere was like any other girl, until one day while tending her rose garden she came upon an injured bird. A cedar wax wing with a broken wing. Speaking quietly to reassure the frightened bird, Lady Jenniviere wrapped him in the folds of her gown and carried the little bird inside where, using tape and popsicle sticks, she was able to set the broken wing. Staring at the little bird, she said, “I think I'll call you Space Ghost. Your eyes remind of the cartoon I used to watch." For the next month Lady Jenniviere and the little bird spent countless hours together in the garden. The little bird appeared calm and content so long as Lady Jenniviere was speaking. In an effort to reassure Space Ghost, Lady Jenniviere told him stories. Some days she would read a favorite book. Other days she repeated nursery rhymes. Finally the time came when Lady Jenniviere ran out of stories to tell. She looked at the little bird and said, "Well, I am all out of stories. I wish I knew more, but I don't."
To her amazement the bird said, "You’ve been kind to me. Mending my wing, tending to me while I healed and repeating every story you know. Let me repay all you've done. I know where a magic ink well is hidden. If you retrieve it, you'll never run out of stories again." Once she retrieved the magic ink well, Space Ghost gave her a tail feather. He instructed Lady Jenniviere to use it as a quill. To her amazement, the moment she dipped the feather into the magic ink, it sprang to life. The quill began writing a story on the blank pages lying on her antique desk. Lady Jenniviere loved the story and thanked Space Ghost for his gift before he flew back to the forest on two healthy wings.
Soon, other birds heard of Lady Jenniviere's magic ink-well and brought tail feathers. Every quill revealed a different story—some scary, some happy and some just plain strange. Eventually, Lady Jenniviere had enough stories to begin sharing them with her friends. Books were bound and soon people everywhere were reading the tales of Lady Jenniviere's Quill.