There's no escaping fate

The King's only son loved hunting , but his father had a nightmare in which he was killed by a lion. He was so determined to keep him safe that he imprisoned him in a large wooden hall, built on a high stone platform. The walls of the hall were painted with pictures of the hunt.

His son grew more and more desperate at his captivity. One day, he was standing before the painting of the lion. "Wretched animal," he cried , "it's because of you I" m imprisoned here," and he began to hit with his fists.

A splinter from the picture pierced his hand the wound turned poisonous. The young man died, and the king's nightmare came true.