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Which tail shall I tell you tonight? Would you like to hear the story about the house with chicken legs, or maybe the tail of the cat who was give the cruel gift of a tenth life. Or the story of a fish that could breathe smoke and would drown in water? There's the tail of the pin that uses your own blood to write with, but my, the tails that you can tell with it. There's the one about the bottle of dreams that's keep under the stairs in an old man's house, and how every so often he loosens the cork just a little. Let's see, I've told you the tail of the were-goldfish and the one of the snowman who was really made out of a cloud, and I'm sure you don't want to hear the one about the camera that would make anyone look beautiful, but took a week of life for every photo. How about the one were the chandler in the master's house had light bulbs made from planets and when one burnt out, it went out with a little nova. The truth tattoo that shows how black your thoughts are, or the Phoenix butterfly that on his maiden flight bursts into flames and returns to the cocoon. A dog who has the ability to speak, but is deaf, an excise bike that makes you lose weight but not your shape so that you just get lighter and lighter like a balloon. A renaissance fair set in medieval times or the little girl who had a world living inside of her ear. The spider that made webs for catching thoughts or the hole in the wall where you could hear voices coming from, even though it didn't go all the way through the wall or the bank where you could deposit anything at all. Hmmm...then there's the one about the day the sky turned green and the grass blue, or the one about the fairly that fell in love with the gnome and had a half-breed child that looked like neither. There's the one about a deaf men who fell in love with the blind girl or the man who carried 5 seconds of time in a small glass bottle for "just in case". Pick one, pick one. How about an old, old tail from long before the gray time, back with people could walk the earth and we only feared each other. Why, yes there was such a time! What do you think it is, a made up story! |
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