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THE LARK AND HER YOUNG ONES
Dscript intro: dscript.org/dscript.pdf (Updated again, March 19)

A Lark made her nest in a field of young wheat. As the days passed, the wheat stalks grew tall and the young birds, too, grew in strength. Then one day, when the ripe golden grain waved in the breeze, the Farmer and his son came into the field.

"This wheat is now ready for reaping," said the Farmer. "We must call in our neighbors and friends to help us harvest it."

The young Larks in their nest close by were much frightened, for they knew they would be in great danger if they did not leave the nest before the reapers came. When the Mother Lark returned with food for them, they told her what they had heard.

"Do not be frightened, children," said the Mother Lark. "If the Farmer said he would call in his neighbors and friends to help him do his work, this wheat will not be reaped for a while yet."

A few days later, the wheat was so ripe, that when the wind shook the stalks, a hail of wheat grains came rustling down on the young Larks' heads.

"If this wheat is not harvested at once," said the Farmer, "we shall lose half the crop. We cannot wait any longer for help from our friends. Tomorrow we must set to work, ourselves."

When the young Larks told their mother what they had heard that day, she said:

"Then we must be off at once. When a man decides to do his own work and not depend on any one else, then you may be sure there will be no more delay."

There was much fluttering and trying out of wings that afternoon, and at sunrise next day, when the Farmer and his son cut down the grain, they found an empty nest.

Self-help is the best help.

Dscript allows you to turn alphabetical words into legible solid glyphs and symbols. Dscript turns the word into a solid string that can fork, bend and curl up in 2D, and even place letters inside of other letters.

Words in Dscript have many possible ways to forms, this story uses one form per word.
About Dscript : dscript.org/dscript.pdf
More Short Stories in Dscript : dscript.org/story.pdf

WireScript 3D writing system : dscript.org/wirescript.pdf

Mad Science Inventions & Experiments : dscript.org/inventions.pdf

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Plz Like and share, it's not easy being an artist

So this one comes with a bit of personal experience attached. I got a call tonight, just as I was finishing off this piece after working on it for a few days, and it put the story in a whole new light for me. Originally I was idealizing myself as the "self-helping farmer", but a friend called and asked how I was progressing on a favor he had requested. Perhaps it was miscommunication, perhaps it was forgetfulness, perhaps I was procrastinating, or perhaps I was just unable.. but regardless, I did not have the results he was hoping for and all of a sudden I was thinking.. "wow.. in this case I am the friends who don't show up to help.. at least from his perspective". Funny how things go, always 2 sides to every coin eh?

Description
THE LARK AND HER YOUNG ONES
Dscript intro: dscript.org/dscript.pdf (Updated again, March 19)

A Lark made her nest in a field of young wheat. As the days passed, the wheat stalks grew tall and the young birds, too, grew in strength. Then one day, when the ripe golden grain waved in the breeze, the Farmer and his son came into the field.

"This wheat is now ready for reaping," said the Farmer. "We must call in our neighbors and friends to help us harvest it."

The young Larks in their nest close by were much frightened, for they knew they would be in great danger if they did not leave the nest before the reapers came. When the Mother Lark returned with food for them, they told her what they had heard.

"Do not be frightened, children," said the Mother Lark. "If the Farmer said he would call in his neighbors and friends to help him do his work, this wheat will not be reaped for a while yet."

A few days later, the wheat was so ripe, that when the wind shook the stalks, a hail of wheat grains came rustling down on the young Larks' heads.

"If this wheat is not harvested at once," said the Farmer, "we shall lose half the crop. We cannot wait any longer for help from our friends. Tomorrow we must set to work, ourselves."

When the young Larks told their mother what they had heard that day, she said:

"Then we must be off at once. When a man decides to do his own work and not depend on any one else, then you may be sure there will be no more delay."

There was much fluttering and trying out of wings that afternoon, and at sunrise next day, when the Farmer and his son cut down the grain, they found an empty nest.

Self-help is the best help.

Dscript allows you to turn alphabetical words into legible solid glyphs and symbols. Dscript turns the word into a solid string that can fork, bend and curl up in 2D, and even place letters inside of other letters.

Words in Dscript have many possible ways to forms, this story uses one form per word.
About Dscript : dscript.org/dscript.pdf
More Short Stories in Dscript : dscript.org/story.pdf

WireScript 3D writing system : dscript.org/wirescript.pdf

Mad Science Inventions & Experiments : dscript.org/inventions.pdf

Facebook Collection : facebook.com/dscripting
Plz Like and share, it's not easy being an artist

So this one comes with a bit of personal experience attached. I got a call tonight, just as I was finishing off this piece after working on it for a few days, and it put the story in a whole new light for me. Originally I was idealizing myself as the "self-helping farmer", but a friend called and asked how I was progressing on a favor he had requested. Perhaps it was miscommunication, perhaps it was forgetfulness, perhaps I was procrastinating, or perhaps I was just unable.. but regardless, I did not have the results he was hoping for and all of a sudden I was thinking.. "wow.. in this case I am the friends who don't show up to help.. at least from his perspective". Funny how things go, always 2 sides to every coin eh?