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This example is one of Aesop's Fables. The Fox and the grapes is a story written out outline the concept of Cognitive dissonance. The full story and original image are from "Aesop for Children" (1919), a public domain translated version of Aesop's Fables.

The Dscript symbols were designed for space compression. Each word has many possible word forms. I made very little effort to add any logographic elements to the glyphs. The pen was rather thick, it is a brush pen. I like the brush pen because it allows a smother draw and scans in better, but the lines are a little thick.

THE FOX AND THE GRAPES

A Fox one day spied a beautiful bunch of ripe grapes hanging from a vine trained along the branches of a tree. The grapes seemed ready to burst with juice, and the Fox's mouth watered as he gazed longingly at them.

The bunch hung from a high branch, and the Fox had to jump for it. The first time he jumped he missed it by a long way. So he walked off a short distance and took a running leap at it, only to fall short once more. Again and again he tried, but in vain.

Now he sat down and looked at the grapes in disgust.

"What a fool I am," he said. "Here I am wearing myself out to get a bunch of sour grapes that are not worth gaping for."

And off he walked very, very scornfully.

There are many who pretend to despise and belittle that which is beyond their reach.

Description
This example is one of Aesop's Fables. The Fox and the grapes is a story written out outline the concept of Cognitive dissonance. The full story and original image are from "Aesop for Children" (1919), a public domain translated version of Aesop's Fables.

The Dscript symbols were designed for space compression. Each word has many possible word forms. I made very little effort to add any logographic elements to the glyphs. The pen was rather thick, it is a brush pen. I like the brush pen because it allows a smother draw and scans in better, but the lines are a little thick.

THE FOX AND THE GRAPES

A Fox one day spied a beautiful bunch of ripe grapes hanging from a vine trained along the branches of a tree. The grapes seemed ready to burst with juice, and the Fox's mouth watered as he gazed longingly at them.

The bunch hung from a high branch, and the Fox had to jump for it. The first time he jumped he missed it by a long way. So he walked off a short distance and took a running leap at it, only to fall short once more. Again and again he tried, but in vain.

Now he sat down and looked at the grapes in disgust.

"What a fool I am," he said. "Here I am wearing myself out to get a bunch of sour grapes that are not worth gaping for."

And off he walked very, very scornfully.

There are many who pretend to despise and belittle that which is beyond their reach.