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And since we seem to be getting nowhere any time soon and my horse seems to be reasonably co-operative today (my, but the blasted thing has only tried to throw me off four times in the past two hours) I think writing completely pointless garbage here will prove to be very productive.

I've been entertaining the thought of what will happen when (or if) I ever get home. Some things that seem rather possible are:

1. Being dangled off a tower by the legs. If mother is in a bad mood, maybe only one.
2. Being trampled by horses. It isn't as if anyone rides them.
3. Or, perhaps mother wants me to become a eunuch.
4. Being disowned. Hardly matters. If this does happen I will possibly have a few less words to write or say when introducing myself.
5. Always a possibility that she'll lock me up. Again. Perhaps she'll change my name to Rapunzel, too. Wouldn't that be cruel?
6. Of course, she could always throw me to the harpi
6. Of course, she could always throw me to my sisters, who are harp
6. Or

Alas, here my creativity runs thin. Perhaps someone would like to contribute to the list. Perhaps several people. We could call it bonding.