Forumet - she told me to tell a story

she told me to tell a story

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Yes it's a story as untime is unancient and unancient as untime is untime. I wonder how did it go? Did the the farmers daughter eat the cotton or did the sugar fly like feathers fly? I think yes they flew in the air to that strange sugar mandolin music. The creature, the musician saw noting only the ears worked and the nose. Turned smell into music.  

Spana också in:

and as the odours turned into sound, time itself unwrapped like a piece of paper in a camp fire. the magic of the mandolin worked its wonders upon the very fabric of cotton and the cotton candy. "rejoice!", they sang as the farmer's daughter lived to see another full moon. but what happened to the sugar fly remains untold to this day if I'm not mistaken.