Long ago, there was a Greek king, a king that could be brought tears or to the shadows of fear. He could burn with anger, and smile with joy, yet he could never be made to laugh. Many men, women, young and old attempted to humor their king, yet through every challenge, he would always be the victory. Performers that had spent their lives mastering comedy even tried, yet none seemed to crack the King of his stone face. One day, on a hot summer noon, a man burst into the hall of the King, his steps skipping along with a jingle to each movement.

“Oh Hello! My dearest apologies, but I have heard of a man, no, a King that can not laugh!” The Man spoke in a jovial tone, his face covered in a white...