🪙 The Real Good Bargain

 

🪙 The Real Good Barg

ain (FanumTaxLoveTales Edition)

“The Sacred Exchange”

A Story of Energetic Balance, Divine Reciprocity, and the True Nature of Giving
As remembered through Sister Loves Divine Remembrance
Book Thirteen in the Sacred Fairy Tale Series

🌾 The Beginning

Once upon a realm not so far beneath our feet… no cap.
There lived a simple dude named Elian,
whose heart was his stacks and whose word was his bond, pure vibes.
He wasn’t rollin’ in coin,
but he was loaded with presence, facts.
He tended to animals, dropped bangers for rivers,
and left food at the crossroads for any who might wander, pay it forward energy.
Elian never bartered with silver,
but he got the deeper exchange—the Good Bargain.
The kind where both sides walk away lighter, not richer, glow-up move.

🐂 The Day the Cow Wouldn’t Sell

One day, he needed coin—not for flexin’,
but to fix a village well
so the kids could sip clean water again, squad assemble.
So he took his beloved cow to market.
But no one would give him her worth.
She was old, gentle, sacred.
And they clowned him.
“Too soft,” they said.
“She ain’t worth much no more.”
Elian bowed his head.
Not in shame—but in reverence, humble pie served.

🧝 The Forest Merchant Appears

As he bounced back, heart heavy,
a figure stepped from the trees.
Not man. Not elf. Not beast. Somethin’ between, multiverse mode.
“You barter with the wrong realm,” the being said.
“Trade with us. But you gotta give from love, not need, facts.”
Elian offered the cow freely,
whisperin’ a blessin’ into her ear, straight fire.
In return, he got a pouch.
Not gold.
But seeds that sang,
stones that pulsed,
notes of a melody only water could play, iconic.

💧 How the Bargain Blossomed

He rolled back to the village and planted the seeds.
They grew into wellweeds—plants that purified water, alchemy real.
The kids danced in clean streams again.
The stones drew sacred lines, and the villagers felt peaceful sleep for the first time in years, big W.
The melody was woven into lullabies,
and no one fell ill again for three seasons, on fleek.

📜 What the People Learned

Soon others pulled up askin’:
“How we make a good bargain?”
And Elian said,
“Give without expectin’,
Listen before offerin’,
And measure worth not by weight,
but by how much soul it carries, boss level.”

✨ Moral of the Sacred Tale

A true bargain ain’t a transaction.
It’s a ceremony of trust, facts.
It ain’t about profit.
It’s about divine right relation, inner glow on blast.
To bargain well is to remember:
Every exchange echoes into eternity, own that energy.