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Carinosa
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Date Posted: 05:14:42 12/01/02 Sun
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Carinosa
's message, "[Sick of daytime posts]" on 18:04:18 11/29/02 Fri
"There now, they won't eat you, don't you worry. Why don't we tell stories to help the time pass? I'll start first, then you can add to it," She says, giving a soothing smile.
"Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there lived a beautiful mare. She was nothing more than a peasant mare, but she was young and fair. Her mane and tail were black as ebony, and her coat red as the red red rose. Her name…was Rose Red.
“Now, one might think that such a fair mare lived happily in her own little world – after all, who would not exalt in such beauty? But no, alas, Rose Red had a longing, a lust that drove her wild. What she wanted, more than anything else in the world was to be free. Freedom may come at a price for some; others are born into it. But this one mare…was cursed. For far away in a dark tower lived the evil sorcerer Harry. Harry found great pleasure in imprisoning unlikely creatures, and binding them to a fate worse than death. The only way the spell could be broken would be for someone – one of those imprisoned by him – to steal one of his chickens. His chickens were huge, monstrous beasts, and very attached to Harry. But the most horrific thing about them,” She pauses for affect, “Was that they were rubber.
“Rose Red spent her days thinking about freedom, and her nights dreaming it. The thought empowered her. It possessed her. It bound her mind and heart like a fly in a web. She sought nothing but one who could help her capture a rubber chicken from Harry…no, nothing else at all.
“One day, as Rose Red was walking along the road to the market, she ran into a cow.” Carinosa grins to the filly, “Your turn to add something.”
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