The legendary Silk Princess concealed the worms, baskets, looms, mulberry leaves and other means of production in her headdress to steal the industry from China.
The Stationwagon Princess, on the other hand, stuck all the components and supply-chain of the auto industry into her headdress in an attempt to smuggle off the mystery of stationwagon production to her people.
The similarities end there.
Unlike the Silk Princess, the Stationwagon Princess has no legends surviving into modern times. Also, unlike the highly-valued silk, nobody wants stationwagons anymore.
So take off those ugly-assed stationwagon panties and get your ass to bed, dear.
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The Princess
By Jeff Hite
The Princess lay in her tower asleep for nearly 100 years. The Prince, selected to be the one to wake her after generations, stood over her watching the seconds tick by. Hhe had made his way through the thorn forest and and the castle grounds he had seen the people whose lives would or had already ended with this one kiss. It didn’t seem fair, the other men who had died thinking they could fight past the trees to inherit the kingdom, the servants who slept and would disappear once she awoke. Instead he turned away and left.
This is a much shorter version of a retelling of Sleeping Beauty that I am working on. My version is already in the 4000 word range, but this pretty much captures the essence of the story