NP Rainbow

[Terrance]

However, the Wicked Witch was not yet defeated. When I returned to my
work the ax slipped and cut off my head, which was the only meat part of
me then remaining. Moreover, the old woman grabbed up my severed head
and carried it away with her and hid it. But Nimmie Amee came into the
forest and found me wandering around helplessly, because I could not see
where to go, and she led me to my friend the tinsmith. The faithful
fellow at once set to work to make me a tin head, and he had just
completed it when Nimmie Amee came running up with my old head, which
she had stolen from the Witch. But, on reflection, I considered the tin
head far superior to the meat one - I am wearing it yet, so you can see
its beauty and grace of outline - and the girl agreed with me that a man
all made of tin was far more perfect than one formed of different
materials.

In an out of all the vibrant flesh moves the mad scavenger Tchitcherine,
who is more metal than anything else. GR.337 

Dave Monroe wrote:
> 
> Methinks I hear the grinding of axes ...
> 
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