The tale becomes very dark now...This strip is a reply to Zenobia and the Seven Curses Page 2, Zenobia and the Seven Curses Title Page, Face, WHY WHY !!!!
As the years progressed, Zenobia grew from infancy into a young lass with long brown hair, cheeks like apples, and the smile of a cherub. She also began to display the blessings bestowed by the Fair Matriarchs. Zenobia was the epitome of beauty and grace which was evident by the way she carried herself when she walked and the way she enchanted everyone she met with her smile. She was the personification of logic and reason which was apparent by the way she deciphered the most complex puzzles and the way she absorbed mathematical theory like a sponge. She was the embodiment of knowledge and creativity which was obvious by the way she conversed in the most philosophical manner and the way she strove to fill the world with music, dance, and art. She was the exemplification of compassion which was noticeable by the way she rescued every helpless beastie she ran across. She was the illustration of patience which she displayed by waiting uncomplainingly even when she was bored and tired. Needless to say, Zenobia was a precious and precocious child. Both the houses of Reynard and DeHaven cherished every moment of her existence yet feared the day the curses would come to fruition. The eldest son of Reynard had been very cautious for the first few years of Zenobia’s life; however, in Zenobia’s third year, his vigilance began to slip and the seven curses began to emerge. No one is quite sure what transpired. But everyone knew something horrid had happened when Zenobia began to change from a bright and shining light in their hearts into a dark, jagged thorn in their souls. It is rumored but unproven that in the third year of Zenobia’s life the eldest son of Reynard stole the child’s precious innocence with an act so monstrous it is unsuitable for further description. The act did not destroy the child, but it did traumatize her. three