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My mother was the one spoken of in ancient song until my brother was pillaged by a druid near the crime scene. Secretly I am short person, as such I could never accept this so I left the outside while yearning for my true enemy .

In my travels to free food I found the sharp dented rose of my stepmother. As I placed it upon my ...whatever that bit there is... it falcon-punched me. A good thing indeed!

I have been many things, even the one spoken of in ancient song at times, sometimes I even took up agriculture , until I settled down in home . It's a wicked puny shapeless place full of people who are always mining . There a bread is always beige.

YES: I soon realised I have only one reason to live: dancing . I've also learned that a lot of money is rarely intelectual if you consider the way my hair, which is a lovely shade of yellow polka dotted by the way, made even a monster

One day I bought a cape which was pink to cover my chest with. Unfortunately it was made in France for carpentry , so it had a angular shape.

My stepmother taught me that I should never use my back for starving, but I be ugly so I had to do it. It renewed me, so my wart became all the colors of the rainbow and cubular

Yesterday I was tickled with a millstone of power in Lothlorien. The town drunk around me thought it was prickly, so he battered me.

Total number of possible stories: 1.26227395642E+82
E means '10 at the power of' so 1.2E+2 is 120. Pretty big number isn't it?
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