Four Stories

Four Stories

The first story

The Doubt

I’m a happy girl ‘cos I stool alone

l too s y th m ished wi m n I’ astool e h W l so I fee And sometim es I have so hard, so strange...

...so stool dreams in my sto

ol mind

A lot of people wanna stool with me

They offer me diamond s and romantic s tool words

they look at me in a way they never did to a stool girl before

mire d a s u t e L “ t stool� e e w s r u yo

Ok, but only for a minute!

“WooooooW! This hole is sooooooo exciting!!!!”

“You should work for me! Many others stool girls work in my stool-services company.”

This man knows the stool dreams of a pretty stool girl, but can I trust him?

I don’t know.

the only things I know are what the stool tells me when we are together

And I can assure you that he can use very convincing arguments‌

The second story

Love for the Truth

I’m a lower-class scientist

My government cut the funds for my research

But I know that I have the right way!

I am looking for the secret of the solidity of this object

It comes from another planet...

…and I named it “Stool”

The human race needs this technology to build their dreams and defies God

Open your heart to me, Stool, and let me know your secrets

! ! ! ! s e y I can hear his voice!

Go on! Talk to your humble servant, Stool!!!!

Now I have the knowledge!

And the solid stool is now part of me...

The third story

The Bright Tool

zolfo: I saw a man on stilts, today.

mercurio: do you Remember when I asked you how do the men on stilts get off the stilts?

zolfo: I remember. it was the night before the departure.

mercurio: the man on stilts said “your real challenge is to get love from who doesn’t give it”

zolfo: now runs the carousel.

mercurio: and the bright tool will take new form.

zolfo: yes, away from indiscreet glances.

mercurio: the balloons will begin to twirl.

zolfo: the fire eater taught me a special trick.

mercurio: you’ve always been a curious guy.

zolfo: Here, the bright tool exploded as salt. look at it now.

mercurio: shush. let’s start again.

The last story

Keep a secret

Can you keep a secret?

Ask the lady to tell you the story of when she were the most wanted girl of the west.

I know the secret and I’ll whisper it through my eyes

Remember?

Yes, I’m the most beautiful girl of the west

He’s got blue eyes, smooth cheeks and leaning teeth

He’s known as a dangerous outlaw

And me as a rebel and passionate

Billy is name, the most famous gunman of the west

Mr. Joe Grant is looking for me

The argument is submitted to the guns

It was a game for two and Billy came first

From that day I didn’t know the fear anymore

We rode through valleys covered of diamonds

We walked on carpets of stars

Damn Pat Garret! He put a ransom of 500$ on his head

Despite this Bill kept on looking for beasts to transform into diamonds

He left me singing, the wind brought away his sombrero, but I know the truth, and I keep it hung to my neck

Four Stories

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