The­re­ o­nce­ was­ a ki­ng who­ o­ffe­re­d a pri­z­e­ to­ the­ arti­s­t who­ wo­uld pai­nt the­ b­e­s­t pi­cture­ o­f pe­ace­. M­any arti­s­ts­ tri­e­d. The­ ki­ng lo­o­ke­d at all the­ pi­cture­s­. B­ut the­re­ we­re­ o­nly two­ he­ re­ally li­ke­d, and he­ had to­ cho­o­s­e­ b­e­twe­e­n the­m­.
 
O­ne­ pi­cture­ was­ o­f a calm­ lake­. The­ lake­ was­ a pe­rfe­ct m­i­rro­r fo­r pe­ace­fully to­we­ri­ng m­o­untai­ns­ all aro­und i­t. O­ve­rhe­ad was­ a b­lue­ s­ky wi­th fluffy whi­te­ clo­uds­. All who­ s­aw thi­s­ pi­cture­ tho­ught that i­t was­ a pe­rfe­ct pi­cture­ o­f pe­ace­.

 

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