Deep within the mesmerizing rolling hills, dwelt a boy named Shepherd. His life was mostly pure, simple yet virtuous. His only responsibility was mainly to care for his flock of rams.

Their low murmuring and the murmuring of the gales among the lone tree on the peak were his only co-dwellers. Day in day, watching over his charges inculcated in him a feeling of tranquil contentment.

Yet, there were occasional moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would long for companionship. In one such instance from sheer boredom, the shepherd boy conceived a mischievous scheme.

Stories of wolves prowling on sheep had been around for a while in the hamlet. So, the boy chose to exploit this fear and played a trick on the townsfolk.

One morning he ran into the village yelling “Wolf! A wolf is preying on my sheep!” The frightened villagers ran click here up the hills to help but discovered no wolf.

The boy giggled at the dilemma on their faces. This trick persisted for a few days more. However, one day, a real wolf did charge at the flock. The shepherd boy dashed for aid screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one showed up.

Frustrated and alone, the boy fought against the wolf but managed to protect only few of his flock. Devastated, he returned to the village only to receive a reprimand on honesty and the consequences of dishonesty.

The tale of this shepherd boy has been transmitted generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the value of honesty, the consequences of lying and the perils of false alarms. Moreover, it stresses how trust once lost, is hard to regain. It's a story as relevant today as it was anciently.