From the writings of Cire Darb --Historian --Myths of the Swohs Valley Elders
"Can you show me the way to this fortress?" The Pineappleman asked.
She held her hands over her face and shook her head no.
"I can put a stop to all this" He said
"I'm afraid" She said "If you don't succeed I'll be put to death like the other girls"
He looked deeply into her eyes and said "I won't fail" He paused turning back toward the palace. "Let me gather my men and we will take care of everything."
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"No" She said "Your friends won't help you---they are already too deep under the spell of the from the flowers. If you try to draw them away they will resist and may even try to fight you."
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"The flowers –that explains it---We tested all the food and drink—but didn't even think about the decorations. What do they do?"
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She answered "The fragrance of the flowers work like a drug----they make men only care for their desires and forget everything else----I was afraid you too were deep under their spell –but somehow—you kept fighting it---that is why I lured you away from the party so that the influence would be less potent and you could concentrate on what was already on your mind."
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He grabbed her shoulders forcefully and said in a clear voice. "Show me the way----I will deal this by myself then."
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She just shook her head in agreement and off they went down the path toward the dark forest..
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