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Jesters who throw themselves through windows are not jesters, but fools. But the king thinks they are funny. He is amused by the splintered glass that shatters on the ground and sticks in the skin. But tweezer makers are greatly excited about the increase of sales they are having. Metal smiths and mold makers have heralded the benefits of the king's new form of entertainment. The medical field has mixed emotions, however. Many doctors and nurses are forced into overtime. This is great as far as the pay is concerned because they get double pay. But, their families are not much pleased.
Fathers and mothers have begun to neglect their children. The king has forced them to work harder so that his appetite for bloody jesters is made satisfied. To add more to this, day-care centers are running late into the night. Crying children, runny noses, workers who haven't had their dinner yet and it's 10:30 pm. Hey, but take-outs have been doing great.
Now, you no doubt must be wondering about the jesters. What kind of a person would throw themselves into a glass window? Seriously, this is the question? It must be the guilt they feel when at one time in their lives they were sane and normal. But, they soon discarded this to ease the guilt and embrace the false humility of throwing themselves into a pane of glass. But there is an even more important question. What about the peasant who works in the field, who walks down the dirt road in isolation, carrying a miscellaneous tool, like a shovel, a hoe, or maybe if you like, the possibility of a sharp object, an ax.Labels: fantasy |
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posted by Brett @ 10:45 PM
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