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“This story is true You can ask anyone It’s all too common now In these hard times There was a beautiful girl With long horns And eyes like treasures Yes, she was stunning War came, and all its friends Disease, misery, want All that merry band They love to have a good time This beautiful girl had trouble Now she was cast out She was alone in the world No family, no friends, no home” “Was this the Gate War?” “Of course not, silly girl, this is just a story.  Don’t interrupt." "She wandered to and fro Never finding a place Where she could rest her head Things were very bad One day she met a woman Full of secrets like Mother Mountain Open-handed like Father Cloud Strong like their daughter ‘I know a place,’ said she ‘A place secret and safe A strong man, a warm hearth A beautiful girl would fit there.’ This girl was no fool That sounded pretty good Her stomach was in support Of this kind of plan" "Now what are you laughing at?  You wanted this story so badly, pay attention.” “Her stomach arguing for the wise woman’s plan, it’s funny.” “When she’s empty, your stomach argues the loudest, like a cruel, nagging wife.  You’ve never known a hungry day, so hush." "The wise woman was right What the girl found Was a warm safe cave And protection, too This girl was more beautiful Than any her protector had ever seen He showered her with presents She got to eat her fill She grew more lovely Every single day But there was something wrong Yes, there always is What did the wise woman want In return for this advice? ‘Be yourself, that will help me’ Was all she said The woman was wicked Steeped in evil Full of twisted thoughts She’d trapped the girl!” “Finally, something interesting!” “You’re being very rude, if you don’t like this story there are other things I can be doing.” “No, no, sorry.” “The cave was poisoned It had been all along Jealousy and loneliness They lived there first Her protector was cold His treasures worthless Because there was someone else With her claws in his heart” “I don’t think I like this story.” “No?  Is it not to your taste?  Very well, it is quite late and you should sleep anyway.”