January 19th, 2009
Once they were in the forest, Jezebel decided it was time for the minotaur to perform his duty. “Okay minotaur, lead the way.” she said, “We’ll stop at the weird little haystack on the way back. I want to thank it for its advice.”
The minotaur grudgingly complied, and headed off to the south. It wouldn’t be a pleasant trip, he was sure. After all, what was Jezebel thinking? Minotaurs did not survive on lettuce (nor did dragons or princesses for that matter). But she had commanded him to help carry lettuce, and so he would. The trip to the haystack would only take three days, and hopefully during that time Jezebel would realize just how awful lettuce was, and let the minotaur go hunt like he wanted.
The trip played out just like the minotaur thought. Round about noon on the second day, Jezebel began grumbling about lettuce and the dragon just refused to eat it. Finally, Jezebel gave in and sent the minotaur after something more filling, to which he was very glad to agree. His favorite meal was the strange flying snakes, the amphipteres that made their home in these parts of the woods. With full bellies, the rest of the trip to the haystack was a breeze, and Jezebel and the dragon were quite satisfied by their progress when, before the sun set the third day, they were resting in the growing shadow of the mystical haystack.
July 7th, 2010 at 3:30 pm
Hi there! I was wondering if you could tell me where you first came across the idea for the mystical haystack? =~} Thanks!
July 8th, 2010 at 6:59 am
I don’t think the idea came from anywhere specifically. All fairy tales need an element of weirdness and mysterious strangers, and out of that need the haystack was born.