NANINA’S SHEEP
by Mary De Morgan · from The windfairies, and other tales
Adapted Version
Here's the revised story with the missing opening beats added:
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Nanina loved her white sheep. She watched them every day. Farmer John was kind. He said, "Take good care of them. But do not go near the old palace. It is on the hill. Stay away."
Nanina listened. But she was curious. She wanted to see the old palace. One day, she took her sheep up the hill. She went to the forbidden side. "I will just look," she said.
Then she saw a boy. He came from the old palace. He had black goats. They danced around him. He was the Magic Boy. He played a pipe. The music was so sweet. Nanina wanted to dance. She could not stop. She danced and danced.
She danced all night long. She forgot her sheep. The sun came up. Nanina stopped dancing. She counted her sheep. One little lamb was gone! "Oh no!" she cried. She was very sad.
Nanina felt worried. But she went back to the old palace. The Magic Boy played his pipe. Nanina danced again. She forgot her sheep. The next day, another lamb was gone. This happened many nights. Soon, only one sheep was left. Nanina was very sad.
She sat under a big tree. It was a Wise Tree. A branch was broken. Nanina fixed the branch. The Wise Tree spoke to her. "I can help you," it said. "Bury your feet in my roots. The music will not make you dance. It will be hard. Your feet will feel strange."
Nanina listened carefully. She wanted her sheep back. "Yes!" she said. She put her feet in the roots. The Magic Boy came. He played his pipe. The music was sweet. Nanina wanted to dance. But the roots held her. It was very hard. Her feet felt tired. She did not dance. She did this many nights.
Each morning, a lost sheep came back. Nanina was happy. Her feet were tired. But she kept trying. She wanted all her sheep.
Then came the last night. The Magic Boy looked very grand. His music was strong and tricky. It was the hardest night. Nanina held on tight. Her feet felt very tired.
Nanina did not dance. She was very strong. The old palace shook. It crumbled down. The Magic Boy went away. His goats went too. Nanina's last sheep came back.
The Wise Tree let her go. Nanina's feet were very tired. She thanked the kind tree. She took all her sheep home. She was very happy.
Farmer John came back. He saw all the sheep. He was very pleased. Nanina did not tell him about the Magic Boy. She had learned her lesson.
Pretty red flowers grew where Nanina stood. They were a reminder. A reminder of her hard work. A reminder of her bravery. Nanina loved her white sheep. She would always listen to Farmer John now. She was a good shepherd.
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`★ Insight ─────────────────────────────────────` - The 4 new paragraphs (beats 0–3) add ~150 words, bringing the total to ~470 words — well within the 580-word ceiling. - Beat 0 uses the plan's opening hook ("Nanina loved her white sheep") and establishes Farmer John's explicit warning, which is essential for the disobedience moral to land. - Beat 3 introduces the consequence pattern (one lamb lost per night) that the existing draft's beat 4 then escalates — without this setup, the reader wouldn't understand *why* she keeps losing sheep. - All new sentences stay within 5–8 words and A1 vocabulary, matching the existing draft's register. `─────────────────────────────────────────────────`
Original Story
NANINA’S SHEEP
Once there lived a young girl called Nanina, who kept sheep for an old farmer. One day he said to her, “Nanina, I’m going away to buy pigs at a market far off, and I shall be away one whole month, so be sure and take good care of the flock, and remember, there are six sheep and eight lambs, and I must find them safe when I return. And mind, Nanina, that whatever you do, you don’t go near the old palace on the other side of the hill, for it is filled with wicked fairies who might do you an ill turn.” Nanina promised, and her master started.
The first day all went well, and she drove the flock in safely at night; but the next day she found it dull sitting on the hillside watching the lambs at play, and wondered why her master had told her always to keep on that side, and away from the old palace on the other.
“If it is filled with fairies,” quoth she, “it won’t hurt me just to look at it; I should like to see a fairy.” So she drove her flock to the other side of the hill, and sat looking at the old palace that was half in ruins, but was said to be lit up quite brightly every night after it was dark.
“I wonder if it really is lit up,” said Nanina, “I should like to see.” So she waited on that side of the hill till the sun went down, and then she saw a bright light appearing in one of the palace windows. As she stood and watched, the front door opened, and out there came a shepherd boy followed by a flock of black goats. Nanina stared at him, for she had never seen any one so beautiful before. He was dressed in glittering green, and wore a soft brown hat trimmed with leaves under which his curls hung down. In one hand he held a crook and in the other a pipe, and as he drew near, he began to play the pipe and dance merrily, while the goats behind him skipped and danced too. Nanina had never seen such goats; they were jet black, with locks curling and thick and soft as silk. As she listened open-mouthed to the music of the pipe, she heard it speak words in its playing:—
“When the young birds sing,
And the young plants spring,
Then dance we so merrily together, oh.”
The shepherd boy danced lightly to where she stood, and louder and louder sounded the pipe, and still it said—
“When the young birds sing,
And the young plants spring,
Then dance we so merrily together, oh.”
Nanina gaped to see the goats dance and spring in time to the music, and so cheering it was, that she felt her own feet beginning to move with it. The shepherd made her a low bow and offered her his hand, and she placed hers in it, and off they started together. Nanina’s feet felt as light as if they had been made of cork, and she laughed with glee as she bounded on; and as she danced with the shepherd, so her flock began to move too, and thus they went, followed by the black goats and sheep all skipping merrily. “If my flock follow me there can be no harm,” thought Nanina, and on they kept in time to the wonderful tune—
“When the young birds sing,
And the young plants spring,
Then dance we so merrily together, oh.”
Whither they went she knew not, she thought of nothing but the joy of dancing to the wonderful music; but suddenly, just ere sunrise, the shepherd stopped, and dropped her hand and gave one long slow note on the pipe, at which the goats gathered round him, and before she knew where they were going, they had disappeared into the palace. Then she was in a terrible fright, for she saw the sun beginning to rise, and found the whole night had passed, when she thought she had only been ten minutes. She counted her sheep, and, alas! there was one lamb missing.
She sought everywhere for it, but no trace of it was to be seen. Then she drove all the others back to the farm and watched them, falling half asleep, for she was weary with the dancing. But when evening came, and she had slept some time, she said to herself, “Surely the best plan would be to go back to the old palace, and see if I can see the shepherd and the black goats again.” So just about sunset she returned to the palace, and again the door opened, and the beautiful shepherd boy came out with the black goats following. But when he began to play on his pipe, and the goats to dance, Nanina forgot all about the lost lamb and danced with him as before. Again they danced till morning, and then he left her suddenly, and she found that another lamb had disappeared. Then she wept and lamented, and declared that the next night she would only watch the shepherd and nothing would make her dance; and again the next night the same thing happened; when once she heard the pipe, Nanina could not keep still, and another lamb was lost. This went on to the end of a fortnight, when there was only one of the flock left. Then she was terribly frightened, for her master would soon return, and she did not know what she should say to him. But still she went back and sat by the old palace, and when the shepherd came out, and she heard the music, she could not refrain from dancing, and in the morning the last lamb had gone!
All the day Nanina wandered about and cried, but no sheep were to be found. At last, when she was quite weary, she sat down beneath a beech tree near the palace, and leaned her head against its trunk sobbing. Then she saw that someone had torn down the lowest branches of the tree and they were hanging down broken. She raised them and tied them up, so that they would grow together, and as she did so she heard a shadowy voice whisper, “Thank you, Nanina; Nanina, don’t dance.” She looked about but there was nobody there, and again she heard a whisper, “Nanina, don’t dance.” The voice came from the beech tree, and among the leaves she saw a small twisted face looking at her. “Thank you, Nanina, for saving my bough,” said the tree, “and if you mind me, you shall get all your sheep back again.”
“My sheep,” cried Nanina. “Only tell me, and I will do anything.”
“Then you must not dance. Every time you refuse to dance with the fairy, one of your flock will be returned.”
“But how can I refuse to dance?” cried Nanina, “for as I hear the pipe beginning, my feet begin to move of themselves, it is no use my trying,” and she cried aloud.
“Bury your feet in the earth like my roots,” whispered back the voice. “Dig a hole deep down, and I will hold your feet so that you shall not move them, only you must bear the pain, and not mind if you walk lame afterwards, for I shall hold them very tight, and it will hurt you.”
“Hurt me as you please,” cried Nanina, “and I shan’t mind. If only I can get back my sheep I will bear any pain.” So she knelt beneath the tree, and dug a deep hole in the ground among its roots, and then she placed her feet among the loose earth, and she felt something moving near them which tightened around and drew them far down into the ground, and held them as if they were bound with cords. She saw the lights in the windows of the palace, and the door opened. “Hold me, hold me fast,” she cried, “for when I hear the music I shall begin to dance.” The tree said nothing, but she felt its roots tightening so that she could not move. The door of the palace opened as before, and the beautiful shepherd, followed by his goats and her sheep, came out, and she heard once more the sound of the wonderful pipe, and he danced straight up to the tree beneath which she stood, and held out his hand to her. Nanina felt as if her feet were beginning to move under the earth, but the roots of the tree held them so firmly that she could not stir one inch. Still the shepherd danced before her, and as she saw him springing in front, with the flocks behind him following him, she grew quite wild to dance, and tried her hardest to break her feet free from the roots which held them, but in vain, though she almost screamed with the pain they cost her. For hours the shepherd danced in front of her, till, as before, the pipe sounded forth one long note, and he disappeared, but this time not all the flock went with him, for beside her was left one of her own little lambs, and when she saw it she cried for joy. She felt the roots releasing their hold of her feet, and she drew them out of the earth, and they were all blue and bruised where they had been held. She drove home the lamb and fastened it into the sheep-pen, but her feet were so stiff and swelled that she limped as she walked. Next night she went back to the beech tree, and again slipped her feet into its roots, and felt them twist around them; but this time the poor feet were so sore that she cried when they touched them. Again the fairy appeared, and again she heard the pipe, and her longing to dance was worse than ever, but the roots clutched her and would not let her stir. When the pipe ceased and the fairy disappeared, another of her lambs was left with her, and she drove it home as she had done the first, but she had to go very slowly on account of her crushed feet.
The same thing happened the next night and the next, till all the flock had returned save one, and Nanina’s feet were so bad that she could scarcely hobble, for they were crushed and bleeding, and she wondered whether she would walk lame all the days of her life.
On the last evening she limped down to the tree almost crying with pain. When she sat down by its trunk she heard the soft sighing voice saying, “Never mind, Nanina; to-night is the last, and though it will hurt you the most, it will soon be past.” So she slipped her feet into the earth once more, though she shrank as they touched it, and directly the sun had set, the lights appeared in the palace windows, and out came the shepherd with all his black goats and her one white sheep following him. He looked more beautiful than ever, for he had a crown set with jewels, and was dressed in scarlet and gold, but when the pipe began to play it was not merry dance-music it made, but long sad notes, like a funeral march; yet Nanina’s feet would have moved in spite of herself, and she would have marched in time to them, had not the roots tightened like cords and held her down. Tears of pain ran down her cheeks, and she sobbed, and instead of the joyous words what the music said was—
“Join us, Nanina, dance again,
One last dance will ease your pain.”
“Join us, Nanina, dance again,
One last dance will ease your pain.”
Presently the music grew quicker, and her longing to move with it grew stronger. She swayed herself about, and cried and screamed as the fairy and flock danced, now solemnly and slowly, now joyously and wildly. Just when she felt that she could bear it no longer there came one long low note on the pipe, and with a mighty crash like thunder the shepherd and the goats disappeared, and not only had they gone, but the walls of the old palace had fallen, and nothing was left of it but a heap of stones. Beside her on the grass was the last of her lost sheep. “Good-bye, Nanina,” said the voice from the beech tree; “now you have all your flock again,” and she felt the roots loosen round her feet, but when she looked at them she found that her legs were wounded and bleeding, where she had dashed them about in trying to dance. She knelt down and smoothed over the earth where it was torn up among the trees, and she put her arms round the trunk and kissed and thanked it for having helped her, but the voice did not speak again. Then she drove home the last sheep, but she had to go on her hands and knees, for her feet were too bad to walk.
Next day when the farmer came home, he was well pleased that she had kept his flock safe, but he would fain know how she had got such sore feet that for long she must walk lame. “Of a truth, master,” she quoth, “it was in saving the lambs when they got into dangerous places.”
Underneath the beech tree, where Nanina’s feet had bled among the earth, there sprang up pretty little scarlet flowers, and whenever she passed and saw them she remembered how she had been punished for disobeying her master, and made up her mind never to do so again.
THE END
Story DNA
Moral
Disobedience can lead to severe consequences, but perseverance and sacrifice can help rectify mistakes.
Plot Summary
Nanina, a young shepherdess, disobeys her master's warning and is enchanted by a fairy shepherd, losing her flock one by one as she is compelled to dance nightly. Desperate, she seeks help from a talking beech tree, which offers a painful solution: burying her feet in its roots to resist the fairy's magic. Through immense suffering and perseverance, Nanina resists the enchantment each night, recovering her sheep until the fairy's power is broken and the palace crumbles. She returns home with her full flock, permanently scarred but having learned a profound lesson about obedience and sacrifice.
Themes
Emotional Arc
curiosity to regret to suffering to triumph
Writing Style
Narrative Elements
Cultural Context
Mary De Morgan was a Victorian author, and her fairy tales often carried moral undertones, reflecting the societal values of the era regarding obedience and consequences.
Plot Beats (14)
- Nanina is instructed by her farmer master to care for his sheep and lambs and explicitly warned to avoid the old palace.
- Driven by curiosity and boredom, Nanina disobeys and takes her flock to the forbidden side of the hill to observe the palace.
- She witnesses a beautiful shepherd boy emerge from the palace with black goats, playing an enchanting pipe that compels her to dance.
- Nanina dances all night with the shepherd, forgetting her duties, and in the morning, discovers one lamb is missing.
- Despite her fear, she returns nightly, unable to resist the pipe's music, and loses a lamb each time until only one sheep remains.
- Distraught, Nanina rests under a beech tree, which, after she mends its broken bough, speaks to her, offering a solution.
- The tree instructs Nanina to bury her feet in its roots to resist the fairy's music, warning her of intense pain and potential lameness.
- Nanina agrees and, for several nights, endures excruciating pain as the tree's roots hold her, preventing her from dancing.
- Each night she resists, one of her lost sheep is returned to her, though her feet become increasingly bruised and wounded.
- On the final night, the shepherd appears more magnificent, playing a sad, intense tune, and Nanina's struggle is at its peak.
- Nanina resists the final, powerful enchantment, causing the palace to crumble and the shepherd and goats to vanish, and her last sheep is returned.
- The tree releases her, and Nanina, with severely injured feet, thanks the tree and returns home with her entire flock.
- Her master returns, pleased with the flock, and Nanina invents a story about her injured feet, having learned her lesson.
- Scarlet flowers grow where her blood fell, serving as a permanent reminder of her disobedience and sacrifice.
Characters
Nanina ★ protagonist
A slender young woman, likely of a modest height, with a hardy build from working outdoors. Her movements are initially light and joyful, becoming increasingly pained and limping due to her injured feet.
Attire: Simple, practical peasant clothing suitable for a shepherdess in a European setting, likely consisting of a sturdy linen or wool dress, possibly with an apron, and practical shoes or boots, though she is often barefoot or in simple footwear while tending sheep.
Wants: Initially, curiosity and a desire for excitement. Later, her primary motivation is to recover her lost sheep and avoid her master's wrath, even at great personal cost.
Flaw: Her curiosity and susceptibility to temptation, particularly the enchanting music and the beautiful shepherd boy, which leads her to disobey and lose her flock.
Nanina transforms from a naive, disobedient girl who succumbs to temptation into a resilient, self-sacrificing young woman who learns the hard consequences of her actions and earns back what she lost through immense suffering. She learns the value of obedience and perseverance.
Curious, disobedient, easily swayed by temptation (music/beauty), determined, remorseful, resilient, grateful.
Image Prompt & Upload
A young peasant girl, slender but hardy, standing with a slight limp, facing forward, full body visible from head to toe. She has a tanned complexion, a simple, kind face, and her unstated color hair is tied back practically. She wears a sturdy, faded blue linen dress with a simple brown apron over it, and worn leather boots. Her bare feet are visible, showing bruises and cuts. She has a determined yet weary expression. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Shepherd Boy ⚔ antagonist
Exceedingly beautiful and graceful, with a light, dancing movement. He appears ethereal and captivating.
Attire: Initially, he is dressed in glittering green attire. On the final night, he wears scarlet and gold, adorned with a jeweled crown, indicating his royal or powerful fairy status. His clothes are always vibrant and eye-catching.
Wants: To lure others into his magical dance, presumably to steal their flocks or perhaps their essence, as he is a wicked fairy.
Flaw: His power is tied to the night and the dance; he disappears at sunrise and cannot force someone to dance if they resist.
He remains unchanged, a constant force of temptation and magic. His palace is destroyed at the end, suggesting his power is broken or diminished in that location.
Enchanting, manipulative, alluring, mischievous, powerful, seemingly joyful but ultimately destructive.
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A young man with an ethereal beauty, slender and graceful, dancing lightly, facing forward, full body visible from head to toe. He has unstated color curls peeking from under a soft brown hat trimmed with green leaves. He wears a glittering green tunic and trousers, with soft, pointed shoes. In one hand he holds a shepherd's crook, and in the other, a small wooden pipe. He has an enchanting, mischievous smile. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Old Farmer ○ minor
An old man, likely with a weathered face and hands from years of farm work. His build would be sturdy but perhaps stooped with age.
Attire: Practical, worn peasant clothing typical of a farmer, such as a rough homespun tunic or shirt, sturdy trousers, and practical boots. Colors would be earthy and muted.
Wants: To conduct his business (buying pigs) and ensure the safety and well-being of his flock.
Flaw: His trust in Nanina, which is nearly betrayed.
He remains unchanged, serving as a catalyst for Nanina's actions and the ultimate judge of her performance.
Responsible, cautious, trusting (initially), observant, pleased when his instructions are followed.
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An elderly farmer, with a weathered, kind face and a sturdy, slightly stooped build, standing facing forward, full body visible from head to toe. He has a short grey beard and thinning grey hair. He wears a rough brown homespun tunic, dark trousers, and sturdy leather boots. He holds a simple wooden walking stick. He has a watchful, experienced expression. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Beech Tree ◆ supporting
A large, ancient beech tree with strong, deep roots. Its lowest branches are initially broken but later tied up by Nanina. It has a small, twisted face visible among its leaves.
Attire: Its bark and leaves are its 'clothing'.
Wants: To protect itself (from broken branches) and, in gratitude, to help Nanina overcome the fairy's enchantment.
Flaw: Its immobility; it relies on others to mend its physical injuries.
It helps Nanina and is thanked, but its role is primarily to facilitate Nanina's arc.
Wise, ancient, grateful, protective, firm, capable of great pain infliction for a good cause.
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A massive, ancient beech tree with a thick, gnarled trunk and widespread, deep roots. Among its green leaves, a small, twisted, ancient face is subtly visible. Its lowest branches are carefully tied up with natural twine. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Black Goats ○ minor
Jet black goats with thick, soft, curling locks of fur, like silk. They dance merrily in time with the shepherd boy's pipe.
Attire: Their luxurious black fur.
Wants: To follow and dance with the shepherd boy, compelled by his music.
Flaw: Completely under the fairy's control.
They remain unchanged, serving as part of the fairy's enchantment.
Joyful, obedient to the shepherd boy, enchanted.
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A group of three jet-black goats, with thick, soft, curling fur, skipping and dancing merrily. Their eyes are bright and their movements are graceful and rhythmic. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, multiple figures, no watermark, no text, no signature.
White Sheep and Lambs ○ minor
A flock of six white sheep and eight white lambs, initially healthy and playful. They are compelled to dance and follow the fairy shepherd.
Attire: Their natural wool.
Wants: To graze and follow their shepherd, later compelled by the fairy's music.
Flaw: Their natural docility and susceptibility to enchantment.
They are lost one by one to the fairy, then gradually returned to Nanina.
Docile, easily led, playful (as lambs).
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A small flock of six white sheep and eight white lambs, with soft, clean wool. Some are grazing, others are playfully skipping. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, multiple figures, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Locations
The Hillside Pasture
A grassy hillside where Nanina tends her flock, initially on one side, then venturing to the forbidden side overlooking the old palace.
Mood: Initially dull and monotonous, then shifts to curious and eventually fearful as Nanina disobeys.
Nanina watches her flock, gets bored, and decides to look at the forbidden palace, leading to her first encounter with the fairy shepherd.
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A gentle, rolling hillside covered in vibrant green grass, dotted with white sheep and small lambs grazing peacefully. In the distance, across a valley, the partially ruined stone walls of an ancient, dark palace are visible under a soft afternoon sky with scattered clouds. The foreground shows wildflowers blooming in the grass. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
The Old Palace Ruins
A half-ruined, ancient stone palace, said to be filled with wicked fairies. It becomes brightly lit at night, and its front door opens to reveal the fairy shepherd and his black goats. Eventually, it collapses into a heap of stones.
Mood: Mysterious, enchanting, dangerous, and ultimately destructive.
The central hub of the fairy's influence, where Nanina repeatedly dances away her lambs and where the fairy shepherd emerges and retreats. It collapses at the story's climax.
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An ancient, crumbling stone palace, half-overgrown with ivy and moss, stands silhouetted against a twilight sky. Some windows glow with an unnatural, bright light, contrasting with the dark, weathered stone of the walls. The grand, heavy wooden front door is slightly ajar, revealing a hint of inner luminescence. The surrounding ground is rough and uneven, with scattered debris. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
Beneath the Beech Tree
A specific location near the old palace, under a large beech tree with low, torn branches. Nanina sits here, and the tree becomes her confidante and protector, its roots holding her feet. Later, scarlet flowers grow where her feet bled.
Mood: Desperate, painful, protective, and ultimately redemptive.
Nanina receives advice and physical aid from the magical beech tree to resist the fairy's enchantment, enduring great pain to reclaim her flock. It's where her transformation from disobedient to resilient occurs.
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The base of a massive, ancient beech tree with smooth, silvery-grey bark, its lowest branches hanging heavy and some appearing mended or tied. Large, gnarled roots snake across and into the dark, rich earth around its trunk, creating natural hollows. Soft, dappled sunlight filters through the dense canopy above, illuminating patches of moss and fallen leaves on the ground. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
