The poor woodcutter brought a baby with an amber necklace around his neck wrapped in a cloak with golden stars – he found it in the winter forest at the place where the star fell (other lumberjacks refused to carry the parasite home). My wife at first was against an extra mouth, but then surrendered and raised him as her own son. The boy grew handsome, but proud and cruel: tortured animals and people, and did not help the exhortations of the old village priest.
One day the boy threw stones at the beggar. The woodcutter gave him a slap, and the woman took him home, where she called herself the mother of his adopted son. But he did not recognize her – said that he was disgusted even to look at her, and drove out. When he went out to the boy, who supported him in all cruel amusements, they drove him out of the garden and called vile, like a toad. Looking at his reflection in the pond, he saw that he really became a freak.
The boy went...
When the time came, Star Boy became king – kind and fair.