An LJ Moment in Medieval Times.

Once upon a time in a land close by, a group of women contacted a girl with long dark beautiful flowing hair, about an evil man who was lerking around town telling many women lies and mushy love stuff. They were all hurt by this man as they found out he was telling each of them lies.

“He told me I was breathtakingly beautiful and that we fit perfect.” One said. “He told me the same and wrote a love story about me.” Another girl shouted, “OH MY HEAVEN’S LORD, HE DID THAT TO ME TOO! And that I was the love of his life…”

The women, all angry, spoke at once about the evil man going around hurting all the innocent women in the town.

“We were all told you had hurt him deeply, that you gave him beatings when he only wanted to brush your beautiful long dark flowing hair.” “Yes, yes, he said that he tried to make you feel better by massaging you and wrapping you up in a warm blanket afterwards, but you got up and slapped him and called him a liar when he was confused at your actions, for he had done nothing wrong but love you.” The women all quiet, waited for the girl to respond.

“Yes. I slapped him.” The women were now mumbling in shock to each other. “It is true, my friends, I have slapped him, for he had deceived me. He had deceived me many times deeply.” “What did he do?” One woman asked. “My dear friends, he had hidden a wife from me.” All the women shocked, could not believe this. “Oh my lord, a wife? Hidden?” The girl stepped down from the stage she was standing on, and walked in the middle of the crowd. There she approached a stool that just happened to be there and she sat down. She motioned with her hands for all the women to sit as well, on the dirty ground.

As the girl spoke about her bad experience with the evil man, the women were shocked. Their eyes opened wide. Some in tears after hearing how he made her hopes come crashing down in disappointment. How he lied and left her alone. How she had to deal with his wife and listen to her cry over her husband's repeated infidelities. And even after that, he would buy his wife an engagement ring for their anniversary, in which the wife would call the girl to tell her, while they were on their way to an anniversary vacation. Some angry at themselves for having fell for all his charming lies. “HE SHOULD BURN!” Shouts one woman. And all the women agreed, chanting over and over, “BURN, BURN, BURN, BURN!” “STICK HIM IN THE OL’ IRON CAGE! YEAH!” “BRING OUT THE GIBBET!”

The long haired beauty gets up. “Shhhhhh, my ladies, shhhhh. We must not retaliate this way, for it is wrong.” A woman in the crowd says, “But he did you wrong, my lady. You were wronged by this evil man. He made you look like you were the evil one. He hurt your feelings.” “.. and made you cry!” Shouted another. “I know my dear, I know. But what can we do? Burning him would be wrong and we would get into trouble. My dear friends, we must NOT let this man ruin our lives. We must forget what he has done, as one day all that he has done to us will come to him and when it does, justice would have been served.”

“What will happen, my queen?” The long haired girl smiles and laughs. “My dear, I am not your Queen, I am but a woman just as you. A women who was a victim just as you were all. I am with you and I feel your pain. But together we must get over the hurt that this evil man has cause us all and pray that he does not find another woman who will fall for his lies.” A woman gets up as asks, “But what if there is another victim and we are too late?” All the women sat quietly staring at the girl as she stood there in the middle of the crowd. “My dear women, if we are too late, we have no choice but to leave this in God’s hands.” The crowd boos. “LADIES, please. We must PRAY that no one gets hurt and that this evil man stops his lies before it is too late.”

The crowd gets silent as she stands looking around at everyone. “…but I must tell you all, we ARE too late. He has another and she is blind, of course, as she does not know the truth of this evil man.” The women all start speaking to one another. “Oh no, this can’t be true.” One said. “My pain is still so fresh from his lies. And if this is true…oh I can’t bare it.” Says another.

A woman leans over to the long dark haired beauty and asks, "My Queen, can we help this poor woman?" She sighs and says, "I think it's too late. She has fallen deep to this evil man and his false stories. She may not be ready to come to the realization of this. We'll have to see. But from what I've been told, she is indeed lost in his charms."

She turns to the crowd and says, “Ladies, I know this is hard to take, my dear women, but we must be strong. Remember there are other men out there who are true and not sick as this evil man. We must make it our mission to find them and ignore this evil man. He is looking for our attention with his lies. He will try to upset you. He will try to upset you deeply so that you can reach out to him. But you must NOT! You must ignore him when and if he contacts you. My women, you are not weak and if you do respond….”

A woman interrupted the long dark haired beauty by pulling on her dress. She looked down at the woman sitting there. The woman looks up and says, “I have responded to him, my Queen.” The crowd roars in disappointment. “….I answered him when he reached out to me, and after I was angry at him for lying to me. He was charming and he got to me! I’m sorry.”

The crowd growing loud and angry, she says, “My dear women, Shhhhhh, women please. Quiet. Do not be upset with her, for she was weak then, but is not now.” The long haired beauty looks back at the girl and asks, “…are you weak now, my dear?” She looked up at the Queen and said no. “I can not hear you, my dear. Are you weak?” Then the woman gets up from the dirt floor and shouts, “NO! I AM NOT WEAK! NOR SHALL I EVER BE!” And all the women all stand up and cheer.

“YOU ARE NOT WEAK, MY DEAR WOMEN! YOU ARE STRONG! YOU WILL NOT BE DEFEATED. YOU WILL MOVE ON AND FORGET ABOUT THIS EVIL MAN!” The women cheered and danced. Some even hugged each other. But as the long dark haired beauty walked through the crowd, shaking the hands of the happy women, she spotted a woman in a far corner, away from the crowd, looking at all the women. She looked curious, yet upset, as if she had disapproved all the women cheering. And soon enough, she had disappeared, leaving the long dark haired beauty to think who that was and if she was okay. Could that have been the evil man's next victim?