detritus
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in medieval times a folktale tells of a witch - auld maug - once beautiful and powerful
later, bitter and alone in the forest, reduced to minor potions and divinations, she waits by the remote but essential pathway between two kingdoms which passes near her cottage
she accosts maidens and princess who are traveling the route - and if she deems them more beautiful than herself she tickles them near death
"for upon finding the maiden's countenance more comely and seductive than her own, she does delight in teasing and tormenting the hapless maid with quills about her tender flesh 'til she does acknowledge maug as the more beautiful or does faint away form her mirth"
later, bitter and alone in the forest, reduced to minor potions and divinations, she waits by the remote but essential pathway between two kingdoms which passes near her cottage
she accosts maidens and princess who are traveling the route - and if she deems them more beautiful than herself she tickles them near death
"for upon finding the maiden's countenance more comely and seductive than her own, she does delight in teasing and tormenting the hapless maid with quills about her tender flesh 'til she does acknowledge maug as the more beautiful or does faint away form her mirth"




