• There once existed two people. A man and woman, who were soon to be married. Unfortunatley, the man often had to go on extended trips for buisness and such. His fiancee, the young madam, would miss him, dreadfully so.

    She would sit in her quarters, in their home, thinking of ways to be with him, without being with him. To think of ways to kiss him, without kissing him. To think of ways to hug him, without hugging him. Oh, how she longed to hug him. To wrap her small, delicate arms around him in a loving embrace, that only two lovers can expirence.

    So, the young madam, got an idea, and quickly set out for the tool shed. "This gift,"she said, "Shall be unlike any he has ever recived!" The young madam pulled out an axe, and began hacking away at her present.

    A few weeks past, as the man sat bored at the Inn he was residing at. He was alone, with a only a bottle of ale to keep him company. And then, someone callled for him. "Yes?"he questioned, groggily. A stout man, not more than 5 feet, walked up to him, with a large package in his hand. A note was attached to it, the note read, "From your loving, soon to be wife." With excitement, the man grabbed the package, and began to fumble with it. "What could it be?" he thought, as the short man walked away. He squeezed the package tightly. It felt soft, and skinny. Perhaps an oddly shaped pillow. He looked to the corner of the bag, where a large mass of red liquid was dripping off. "Could it be wine?"he thought, "Wrapped in a soft garment?" The man, tired of guessing, opened the package. His face to turned to shock and disgust, as a pair of bloody, pale, frail arms greeted him. Attached to one arm, was a note, it read, "I wanted to send you my sweet embrace, to hold you forever, no matter where you may go."