They went to a town that has been known to have a constant carnival (Las Vegas). They visited local industries (Hoover Dam for a DAM tour). They learned all they could about the building and construction and even ventured to go deep inside the beast. They were brave women and were not afraid.
Wanting to get into the spirit of the town, they participated in local good luck customs. (Rubbing the toes of the weird statues at Hoover Dam to be lucky in the casinos.) However, they determined later that the good luck customs did not work.
They also partook of the local spirits and food, finding both to their liking. (Mine were virgin drinks lest you get any ideas about me.) The tavern they choose to rest a while was magical in nature and had bricks of fire lining the outside.
Of course, in the new land they encountered many wondrous and strange creatures. Thinking that descriptions were not enough, they pulled out the paints to capture the creatures full beauty.
Now DaNarla, was known in her village to be very vain and loved to look at pictures of herself. It is no wonder that she had some portraits painted of her whilst at the carnival. She was assured that even though the pose was quite unnatural, she would nonetheless attract many men with just one glance. (So, I like to take pictures of myself...sue me.)
As a final act in the City of Carnival the fair maidens received the carnivals mark. Each one choosing a symbol to represent themselves. Kisterina chose a flower because she is as a delicate little flower. DaNarla choose a butterfly to represent her longing for frequent travel. The maidens were not overly concerned about their ruler finding out as they were assured the mark's were only temporary and would wear off within a fortnight.
The next day having conveyed the necessary information from their ruler at the meetings they departed for home. Whilst on their way home they were lured by signs of sweet frozen cream in the land of Beaver. Had they known before they stopped what danger laid in wait, they may have forgone the temptation. Alas, while purchasing their treat Kisterina set down the magical key to their chariot. When the fair ladies were getting ready to depart they discovered they magical key gone. DaNarla and Kisterina looked high and low to no avail. The magical key was gone.
Since they had borrowed the chariot from the ruler for this important trip they sent word and were directed to have the chariot taken to the nearest city with wizards able to produce a new magical key. Kisterina was quite distraught, for the nearest town was several leagues away (Richfield) and it would add half a work day to their journey home.
However, DaNarla upon hearing the news decided to put the time to good use and have many additional portraits drawn of her practicing the pose she learned in the City of Carnival. For she was young and wanted to snare not just one man, but many men to use and play with as her moods changed.
Epilogue: Kisterina was sent a parchment a week later containing the magical key. A distracted woman picked up the magical key thinking it was hers and did not discover the error until the next day.
Moral of the story: Losing the keys to your work car in Beaver is junky. But on the bright side I did have a lot of fun taking pictures of myself!
Fillmore, Beaver
