Fairytale.

Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess who lived in a tower. All the men in the countryside tried to climb up the tower to save her, but no one could pentrate it's walls and no one could climb so high.

Then finally, a handsome prince rode up, and dominated the tower so easily. He crept into her fortress and he stayed there. Many months had passed when suddenly the prince said to her, "We're going to build this tower higher. We're going to capture the moon." Her eyes were filled with happiness. So, the next day they built. The tower grew higher and higher and the walls grew thicker and thicker. Just when she thought they could reach it he turned to her and said, "We can't."

He lept down from the tower. There she stayed. She was comforted only by the memories and the hope that lay before her.

One day, a handsome man walked up to the tower, looked up, and started climbing. He reached the middle of the tower, when suddenly he became stuck in the tower's walls. She pleaded with him to try harder. He was free once more and resumed his conquest. His other foot became stuck. She urged him forward. He released his foot and attempted again. This time, he stumbled. He fell a short distance and as he was grasping at the tower walls, he said,
"Dear Princess, you're still so far away. No matter how much I try, I will never penetrate this tower. I give up."

He lept down. He rode away on his horse. The tower walls were too thick. The tower walls were too high. She was left alone in her seclusion, once more.