The Woman In The Stone Gather Chapter 3 Summary

Long ago, in a small, humble village named Rosewood, lived a young woman named Sage. Sage was poor, and lived alone in small cottage. She was a humble and kind woman, kind to all the villagers who lived in the village. Despite being very poor, she yearned to be an artist. Whenever she could, she would create art in sand, make paint from crushed berries and flowers, or something.

Eventually, a drought drained her village of their crops, fish, and food. She no longer could use berries or flowers for paint or the something. One day, she encountered an old woman carrying a large and heavy burden. When Sage saw this, she rushed towards the woman, offering her assistance carrying the heavy package. Sage carried the sack until the two reached the

Deciding to find out what the paintbrush possibly could do to help with the drought, she dipped her brush in a remaining water left in the stream and painted on the cobblestones of the pathway in the village. She painted glorious rivers and rain drenching the village. Not long after, the painting Sage drew came to life, the river filled with rushing water and rain poured over the village. Sage was amazed, the woman’s words were true! Whatever she painted and whatever she painted with, the item would come into existence. The villagers around her exclaimed and shouted their happiness about the end of the drought. Sage was their savior. She looked in wonder at the paintbrush, and realized that she could have anything and everything as long as she could paint it. She was generous with her paintings, and helped all of those she could with her creations. She provided food, silks and fabric the village could trade and use. She drew water wells and mills that provide water and resources for the villager’s crops. She couldn’t create living creatures but helped in any way she could. Afterwards, the village prospered. However, after a while, Sage begins to question the reasons she continued to give to the village. Looking back, the villagers had never been nearly as generous towards her, and the paintbrush was a gift given to her. Realizing this, she retreated to her home and there, she saw how truly

Instead of helping and giving to other poor villagers in need, she denies their requests and pretends to be dreadfully sick. She locks herself into her home. There she paints and paints and paints. Jewels, rich silks, dresses, coins and valuables filled her home. Villagers came to her door after hearing about her supposed illness and offered their help in nurturing her. However, she turned them away, fearing they’d come to steal or request of her riches or ability to create for them. Her increased greed and selfishness reversed the existence of her creations. The river she created with the magic paintbrush dried up. The food and plants she painted begin to rot, wither and die, some even evolved into poisonous plants. When the land becomes no longer fit to live, the villagers began to move to another land. Before they did, they discovered of Sage’s riches, gold, fine jewelry and apparel. They blamed her for their misfortune and no longer trusted in her