Once upon a time in a land called Far Away...
There was a village by the name of Truth's End. In the village was a man who had been harmed by a deceitful woman, and wishing to begin a new way of life, so named the village in the hopes that Truth would find a home there.
The man did indeed find peace and solace in the village, and Truth did with him abide; he died years later surrounded by Love and Charity.
But this is not his story.
Many years after his death, the village slowly became infiltrated by men and women who considered lying to be a part of life. Sadly, the man's realized dream of "Truth's End" symbolizing the dwelling place of Truth vanished, and the village began instead to symbolize the death of Truth.
Until the day she arrived.
34 comments:
I thought at first that this was a story about Little Lizzie and me but now I’m just confused.
Lying is a part of life.
One cannot believe a word that comes from the mouths of most human beings.
Take the lies about weapons of mass destruction for instance.
Well, the story may be cryptic but at least Tracy posted something.
It will take forever to work it out so Tracy can laze around and not post for another age, as usual.
Clever gal is Tracy.
People tell me I’m prone to repetition.
I don’t know what they mean.
People tell me I’m prone to repetition.
I don’t know what they mean.
People tell me I’m prone to repetition.
I don’t know what they mean.
People tell me I’m prone to repetition.
I don’t know what they mean.
People tell me I’m prone to repetition.
I don’t know what they mean.
People tell me I’m prone to repetition.
I don’t know what they mean.
People tell me I’m prone to repetition.
I don’t know what they mean.
People tell me I’m prone to repetition.
I don’t know what they mean.
People tell me I’m prone to repetition.
I don’t know what they mean.
I agree with Christa.
I don’t like this blog either.
So there.
Christa, you just keep your eye-rolling to yourself!
It's better than what *you've* been coming up with...namely......*NOTHING*
::gasps:: JOHNNY!!
This place smells like a distillery.
Yeah, you should probably make your dog leave.
I refuse to have my dog insulted.
I wasn't insulting your dog at all. I just know your little secret about him....
My little secret?
The only little secret I have is you, Little Lizzie!!!
And it appears that that isn’t much of a secret anymore.
Or did you get wind of my euthanasia plans for Jack?
His ears are rather dirty and should be insulted.
One could grow potatoes in them.
How did you know, Christa?
Get 'er, Froggy, get 'er!!!!
John has a secret about his dog, Jack??
What is it??
Is "Jack" really a "Jaqueline"??!
And, Christa, if you *have* been writing something, then please allow us to be enthralled by it.
We miss Christa-posts!
And--PS--this is not an "inside story", and I don't see what's so hard to understand about it....
My 16 year old brother read it and understood it just fine.
What do you get if you cross a funny story and a motorbike?
A Yamahahaha.
Teehee.
Why is England such a wet country?
The queen has been reigning for over 50 years.
Teehee.
Why am I anonymous, you may ask.
‘cause I still have SOME self-respect.
Teehee.
lol.
You're a nut.
Only America has interesting news reports about skeletons.
But only Ireland has priests like this.
Since the lin won't work:
Eccentric Kerry priest Neil Horan has said he intends to mount one of his infamous demonstrations at the World Cup final next weekend.
The defrocked cleric says he will stand in front of the main entrance to the Olympic stadium in Munich two hours before the final, giving readings and doing a jig.
Horan first made the headlines when he ran out in front of a Formula One car during the British Grand Prix at Silverstone in 2003. The following year, he was in the news again when he confronted the leader of the men's marathon event at the Athens Olympic, pushing him into the crowd and causing him to lose the race.
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