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My stepfather was a weaver until my twin was dressed up as by town drunk near the outside. None might say I am a smelly person, as such I could never accept this so I left the island cause of the TRUTH! .

In my travels to my tower I found the sneaky damaged cow of my evil stepmother. As I placed it upon my finger it scared me. A good thing indeed!

I have been many things, even a King of Kings at times, sometimes I even took up baking , until I settled down in in a hurry . It's a enchanting tiny oval place full of people who are always helping the needy . There a bread is always red.

This makes me think with little to do I learned the trade of agriculture . I've also learned that power is rarely sharp if you consider the way my ears, which is a lovely shade of red by the way, set on fire even a weaver

One day I bought a cape which was green to cover my foot with. Unfortunately it was made in Asgard for juggling , so it had a modular shape.

My father-mother taught me that I should never use my wart for pig farming , but I can't be fat so I had to do it. It scarred me, so my rear became pink and pointy

Yesterday I was made with a poking-stick in my estate . The a salamander around me thought it was thoughtless, so he spotted me.

Total number of possible stories: 1.2622739564229E+82
E means '10 at the power of' so 1.2E+2 is 120. Pretty big number isn't it?
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