“There she is!” the children cried.
“But look! Her heinie is blue!”
These last words were on everyone’s lips, but if the girl heard them, their meaning was lost on her. She scampered happily through the village, pleased that all eyes were on her bottom, though unaware of the true reason. Upon reaching the town’s little church, she darted through the front doors, which stood open in preparation for vespers. Witnesses were sure she would be struck down for such sacrilege, showing herself naked at the altar, and while that did not happen, a stranger, unexpected marvel was attested to by all: when the girl emerged from the church’s south transept, her blue bottom had mysteriously turned to red.
“Witchcraft!” the women exclaimed.
The scarlet-assed girl continued her run. Some men tried to chase her down, but she was swift and soon lost them at the edge of the wood. (Meanwhile, unnoticed, another, identical girl snuck out of the church in a black robe.)
At sunset, the Lord Mayor came to the cobbler’s home and described what the townsfolk had seen.
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Nice story. A little bit hard to read for me as non-native english speaker, but I enjoyed it.
Were they underage ?