In this story, there was a kidnapped princess, a missing friend, and a lost treasure. All very simple things, really, to any seasoned veteran of fantasy or fairy tales. But the hero of this story is not a dashing prince, or a wayward hero - it's a little boy, with a sword that looked almost like a toy (though it wasn't wooden, at least - it was real, or at least what a small boy would imagine a real sword to be), ready to travel the monster-filled forests all alone.

After all, how else will he find the people who should be with him?

He doesn't know why, but he knows this - before he can find his friend, he must find the princess. Before he can find the princess, he must find the treasure. Before he can open the treasure, he must have a key.

That's what he's searching for here. Still, surely this task is far too dangerous for a small boy working alone...