Seven below zero and still the daisies find

Seven below zero and still the daisies find a way to blossom -- stuck like a pento in the lake frost during the Winter festival...that's where they found her.
She had gone to the renaissance festival and had been put in the "laughing stock." The festival had been shut early for license violations and moved and had forgotten to let her ou
t. Dusk. A pack of height-challenged wandering fools found her there and tormented her by poking there noses in her Pettycoat. When they got bored they let her out of the stock.
By then, her petticoat was covered in nasal mucous and she felt - *dirty*. It was dark now and New Jackson was no place to be at night. The two moons were full, meaning
that things were about to go from bad to worse. She started to run, but she couldn't quite catch the
train. Rather...the train caught her. She soon conceded that it was, perhaps, unwise to stand on the tracks themselves. Well, the day certainly was turning worse as she'd guessed.
A cigar magically appeared between her fingers, one should never do this without some form of relaxation.
She started slowly, but quickened her pace over time, until reaching a startlingly fast speed. How could anyone possibly whistle this fast?! The crowd watched in stunned silence.
Slowly, that stunned silence became plain silence. He realised what was happening and jammed his earplugs in. Slowly, the whole crowd fell into a grid formation. This must mean
that he would never see his loved ones again. For all the he cared, the world might as well have ended right there and then. But, he didn't feel any regret as he shut his eyes.

Started: 2011-02-26 21:50:26
Finished: 2011-04-21 07:03:59

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