Remember the story

I used to tell you when you were a boy...

about a young prince.

A knight,

sent by his father, the King of the East,

west into Egypt...

to find a pearl.

A pearl from the depths of the sea.

But when the prince arrived,

the people poured him a cup

that took away his memory.

He forgot he was the son of the king.

Forgot about the pearl...

and fell into a deep sleep.

The king didn't forget his son.

He continued to send word...

messengers...

guides.

But the prince slept on.