As old as time themselves
withered with age
forever changing
forever present
all at once young and old
always ready to be found
always ready to unfold
but what happens to the ones that are too old?


are they retold
do they still hunger for the spotlight?
are they worn out and fear to relive a tale again?
do they fear to be recognized?
afraid to be retold
over and over again?

Or do they fear that they loose mystique?
their tales too predictable to survive a new age?
ever plot twist foretold
every secret revealed
do they yearn to be youthful and new?
Which do they prefer?

Stories come and go
each day one is born while another forgotten
or hidden behind the blindfolds of time
some changing to meet the demands of a new generation
charming mankind for eons to come

So shall it be