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Once upon an average time,
In a distant land,
There lived the fairest princess of all,
And distant princes would seek her hand.

One might expect with an intro like this,
Perhaps a tale of truest true love,
A story of arrangements, and love's first kiss, And 'happily ever after' being the moral to speak of.

This princess would gaze by night at the stars,
Letting their light shower her body,
And closing her eyes, on the highest tower,
She would dance, and caper, to her folly.
There was a night, a warm summer's night,
When she did as she always did.
She climbed up the stairs, stepped into the moon,
And in joy, shut both eyelids.
And then she fell, unto her doom,
Tripping over her nightgown,
The servants were ordered to vacate her room,
And there was mourning in the town.

What is the purpose of such a tale?
Why would any writer spin such a yarn?
Is there a moral hid deep within,
Is there a truth to be found?

The answer is as simple as the story itself:

NO.