Once upon a time, there was a goat. It was fairly ordinary so far as goats go...except that it had once swallowed a piece of the sun (long story). Because of this, the goat was quite popular in the Winter when people needed a bit more light and warmth. Thus began the tradition of The Travelling Star-Goat.
During the holiday season, the Star-Goat moves from party to party, providing comfort to those who live in the Northern climes. His arrival is always welcomed, but there is a price. Every season, one person must sacrifice to the Star-Goat in order to guarantee the return of Spring (again, long story). This year, I am sad to report, lydy was called upon to give up her hand and have it eaten by the Star-Goat.
Let us all remember this come April when the snow finally melts away.
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Once upon a time, there was a goat. It was fairly ordinary so far as goats go...except that it had once swallowed a piece of the sun (long story). Because of this, the goat was quite popular in the Winter when people needed a bit more light and warmth. Thus began the tradition of The Travelling Star-Goat.
During the holiday season, the Star-Goat moves from party to party, providing comfort to those who live in the Northern climes. His arrival is always welcomed, but there is a price. Every season, one person must sacrifice to the Star-Goat in order to guarantee the return of Spring (again, long story). This year, I am sad to report, lydy was called upon to give up her hand and have it eaten by the Star-Goat.
Let us all remember this come April when the snow finally melts away.