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feralkyttin -> RE: From the Desert of SO CAL... (11/25/2007 11:20:10 AM)
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There is much I do not understand. Let others find what meaning they can in this narrative. I gather that my story is neither as unique, nor as strage, as it may seem. By the standards of Earth, I was regarded as extrememely beautiful. Yet on this world I am fifteen gold piece girl. More lovely than many, yet far excelled by many whose stunning beauty I can only envy. I was purchased for the kitchens in the house of Bosk. Traders, I have learned, ply the slave routes between this world and Earth. Women, among other goods, are acquired and brought to the markets of this strange world. If you are beautiful and desirable, you many fear. Apparently, they may do what they wish. Yet, I think there are perhaps worse fates that might befall a woman than to be brought to this world, even as a prize of men. My Master has told me not to describe this world in great detail. I do not know why that is, but I shall not do so. He has told me to narrate primarily what has occurred to. And he asked me to put down my thoughts, and particular, my emotions. I wish to do so. Indeed, even if I did not wish to do so, I would have to obey. ~Captives~
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