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Date Posted: 01:46:31 01/26/03 Sun
I am very sorry, but for those of you who have read my um- "bio" in the s-scroll piles, that was a ummm- ploy. It's so much easier to write something that's not true, then to tell the whole story truthfully- um- I hope you won't be
m-mad at me, I'm sorry, um- this is how it begins..... Let's see, it was around the beginning of June, where my story begins, at that time though, I was not at Redwall Abbey. I was one of the weakest slaves, owned by Wrath Redeyes the gold, a stoat, called so because of he he had peculiar golden fur running down his back. One day, (near to my escaping) he payed an unexpected visit to the old shack where we slaves were kept, it was my misfortune to be sleeping right in front of the locked door, and this is why. Now, before entering, he used my back a doormat, secondly, when I had awakened, he stomped on my neck, shoving my facedown into the muddy ground, then snarled "get out of my way, Scarback, I have buisness here"! I crawled into a corner, whimpering, while Wrath kicked the other slaves into daylights. "Double work! No more sleeping on the job! You lazy lumps here me?! Anybeast found resting will be thrashed, and then branded! You here me"?! There was a unananimous "yes sir", this was relitively because not one of us wanted to be branded.
Continued in my next writings.....
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