CARAVAN - THE MYTHOLOGY

Once upon a time in the land of grey mountains there lived four delicious women in a rickety caravan. They were poor but their lives were full and happy. They danced in the morning sun and dined on krugenhoscht under the moonlight. They were blissfully naïve, Snowmanlandia was their home and their world. Little did they know what fate was to befall them?

One year, in the dead of winter, when the lakes had frozen over and the women had to knit themselves special woolen nipple warmers. A dark force swept its way into Snowmanlandia, the natives called them the suits. The suits were there to take over the land and they had a cunning and terrible weapon - a flag. With this flag the suits soon colonized the whole country. The Snowmanlandian natives had no flag, they had never previously needed one so the suits were able to claim the country as their own.

Once the country was entirely in their grasp the suits set about assimilating the native snowmanlandians. They told the women that it was for their own good to cover their flesh and stop dancing and whom-so-ever they could not control were put through the arduous and terrifying torture of filling out the forms, masses of forms, the mountains were covered in them. The four lovely ladies couldn’t live in their caravan any more because they didn’t have the proper forms, they couldn’t eat krugenhoscht because the ingredients were illegal. Snowmanlandia was a shadow of its former self. The four women could find no happiness there and had to seek it somewhere else.