One morning a sentence (this one right now) started hopping along a path, until it stopped with a small dot. The beginning of the story commences.
Abstract triangle was the president and he had to abolish slavery but instead he made a story about it instead.
He knew that the old fable which a drunk had told him about being sober meant very little to the drunk man but much to him.
Triangle didn't know how to spell, neither did abolish slavery when he began writing it. I would not trust most of what he written so far.