The Seven Voyages of Sinbad
The Seven Voyages of Sinbad — an illustrated tales story. 10 illustrated pages, free to read on Wonder Tales.
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In the painted desert of shifting sands, where the sky bled into the earth in hues unseen by mortal eyes, lived Sinbad, a restless soul, and his loyal friend, Baahir. Sinbad, ever yearning for adventure, was driven by a thirst for the unknown, while Baahir cautioned against the perils lurking beyond the horizon. But destiny, like the desert wind, carried Sinbad towards seven voyages, each a trial, each a step further from the familiar shores and closer to a truth he did not yet understand: that true wealth lies not in gold, but in the treasures within.
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"Adventure is a fool's errand, Sinbad," Baahir grumbled as they set sail. Sinbad laughed, the wind whipping through his hair. "But what is life without risk, old friend? A still pond breeds stagnation." A sudden squall darkened the sky, and they were shipwrecked on a seemingly deserted island.
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They stumbled upon an enormous, gleaming white egg. "What manner of beast could lay such a thing?" Baahir gasped. Sinbad, ever the pragmatist, circled it. "Large enough to carry us back to Bagdad, perhaps," he mused, a dangerous glint in his eye. He recalled the words of Leonardo da Vinci, "'I have been impressed with the urgency of doing. Knowing is not enough; we must apply.'"
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Against Baahir's warnings, Sinbad fastened himself to the egg, intending to be carried aloft by the mythical Roc. "This is madness, Sinbad!" Baahir shouted, but his words were lost as a shadow fell upon them. With a deafening screech, a monstrous bird descended, its eyes burning with rage.
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The Roc, in its fury, dropped Sinbad and the egg into a deep valley. When he recovered, Sinbad found himself surrounded by glittering diamonds. "Riches beyond measure!" he exclaimed, momentarily forgetting his predicament. But the valley floor was a deathtrap.
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Merchants used enormous chunks of meat to attract eagles, which would carry the meat, with diamonds stuck to it, out of the valley. Sinbad, resourceful as ever, hatched a plan. "We must use our wits, Baahir. We must learn to use what we have," Sinbad said, pulling Baahir out of the sand. "I am like a kite, a plaything of the wind. But with your help, I will fly again!"
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Securing himself to the meat, Sinbad was carried aloft by a giant eagle. As they soared above the valley, he cut himself free, plummeting towards a passing merchant ship. He landed with a crash onto the deck.
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Back in Baghdad, Sinbad recounted his tale. "But the greatest trial was yet to come," he warned. On a later voyage, a seemingly frail old man asked for a ride on his shoulders. Sinbad, ever the charitable one, obliged.
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Once mounted, the old man revealed his true nature—a monstrous creature who would not dismount. "I am the Old Man of the Sea, and you are my steed," he rasped. Sinbad was forced to carry him for days, his spirit and body breaking under the burden. But then Sinbad tricked him into drinking alcohol. "I did what I had to do!" Sinbad exclaimed to Baahir. "Even if it was immoral."
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Weakened by the alcohol, the creature fell. Sinbad, finally free, realized the true treasure wasn't diamonds or riches, but resilience and the bonds of friendship. As Baahir watched Sinbad begin to sail once again, he thought of what Franklin D. Roosevelt once said, \"'The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.'
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- Audience: kids (ages 6–12)
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