My Tale

There once was an old, repulsive man who lived in a dark, musty cave all alone. His skin was the color of dirt, almost as if he had 3 layers of dirt rubbed on him. His teeth were a dull yellow, a few missing here and there, that gave him a devilish grin. You could smell his distinctive scent from far away, letting you know he was near. No one ever visited him, no ever cared. He just simply set alone, and slowly rotted away in life's many years.
A young lady who had heard about this monstrous man decided to pay him a visit, but she knew that she could not stand the stench of his cave and his rotting skin. So she payed a visit to a sorcerer she knew and told her that she intended to help this poor forgotten man. The sorcerer gave the lady a potion, telling her to have him drink it, and he would be released from his awful bounds. So the lady took it and headed into the dark, cold forest in search of his cave.
Once she found the cave, she threw her cloak over her nose and tried to bare the smell as their body's came closer. She realized that the man probably hadn't eaten or had a drink in days, so she set the cup of potion down. He wearily walked to it and then snatched it up, gulping it greedily. As he began to feel the potion's warm, rich ingredients trizzel down his throat, he noticed a change in his body. His body straightened up, his teeth brightly shined, he hair was smooth and silky, his skin became soft to the touch, and he smelled of the finest perfumes. The man was finally free from his burden! All thanks to the nice lady.