In the heart of the enchanting rolling hills, lived a boy named Shepherd. His life was mostly unadulterated, and unsophisticated. His main role was mainly to look after here his flock of ewes.

Their low murmuring and the whispering of the breezes across the single tree on the mountaintop were his main companions. Day in day, guarding his wards imbued in him a feeling of tranquil contentment.

But, there were occasional moments of loneliness, when the shepherd boy would pine for company. During one such occasion because of sheer tedium, the shepherd boy devised a troublesome plot.

Tales of predators preying on sheep had long been circulating in the town. So, the boy opted to exploit this fear and played a trick on the villagers.

One afternoon he ran into the village yelling “Wolf! There is a wolf attacking my sheep!” The terrified villagers rushed up the hills to offer assistance but saw no beast.

The boy chuckled at the confusion on their faces. This trick continued for a few more days. However, one morning, a real wolf did charge at the flock. The shepherd boy raced for aid screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one came.

Frustrated and alone, the boy fought against the wolf but managed to protect only few of his sheep. Heartbroken, he returned to the town only to receive a reprimand on honesty and the consequences of crying wolf.

His tale of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable to teaching the significance of honesty, the consequences of lying and the risks of false alarms. Moreover, it highlights how trust once violated, is tough to earn back. It's a story as relevant today as it was in the past.