Here is the cleaned-up version:
In a time long passed, before the Great Duck-War and the mourning of the stew, there was a little Duck. This duck was driven by a fiery determination to become Great! to become...
A Moke-Duck
This Duck traveled long and far, and when his webbed feet were sore and his feathers hot, he came to the Man of the Great East Tree.
"Oh, honored man of the Great East Tree, tell the secret of Greatness to me!" "Little Duck," said the man of the Great East Tree "become wise, and long-lived, then Great will you be."
So the Duck spent ten years, becoming wise, and old. And no more was he little, but he still was not Great, he still did not become...
A Moke-Duck
So the small Duck traveled long and far, and when his webbed feet were sore and his feathers hot, he came to the King of the Great North Mountain.
"Oh, high King of the Great North Mountain, tell me how to be great, that gives you wealth in fountains!" "Small Duck," said the King of the Great North mountains, "Become mighty, and strong, and large, and lasting, then you will find of that you are asking"
So the Duck spent ten years, getting mighty and strong. But he was still not Great, he was still not...
A Moke-Duck
So the determined Duck traveled long and far, and when his webbed feet were sore and his feathers hot, he came to the Mariner of The Great West Sea.
"Ongoing Mariner of the Great West Sea, Tell me the knowledge of greatness, the key" "Tiring Duck," said the Mariner of the Great West Sea "Determination, unwavering is the key"
So the duck spent ten years, waiting in patience. Watching, waiting. But he was still not Great, he did not become...
A Moke-Duck
So the silly Duck traveled long and far, and when his webbed feet were sore and his feathers hot, he came to the Wizard of The Great East Wind.
"Ancient Wizard of The Great East Wind, I wish to be Great, tell me where I should have begin'd" "Silly Duck," said the Wizard of the Great East Wind. "Become a Reader of Books, a Doer of Virtue. Then become noble, and disciplined."
So the Duck spent ten years, reading, training, and becoming noble. But he still was not Great, he still did not become...
A Moke Duck
So the Duck wandered aimlessly. His feet never got sore, and his hot feathers never bothered him. He came nowhere, but was always with himself. He had traveled to the corners of the world, and nowhere was the secret to Greatness. Until one day, he found the Greatest of all the land. He came not to her, but she came to him. And thus came the Queen of the Great Wide World...
Cliff hanger! I gtg!