A Christmas Present To You...

Especially to My Faithful Readers...

I knew, deep down, you were waiting for a Special Christmas Gift: to hear the Golden Tale.... The pearl of oral history passed down through the epochs...

The Tale of Mothra.

(A comment to a post I linked in my last entry referenced this Myth). And I thought it was high time I recollect it, for the ages, and tell the Grand Tale.

It was a warm summer in Naperville, and three girls-- Terri, Kristie, and Alyssa-- were living in a non-descript three-story brown brick apartment building. Their doorway shared a covered entry with three others. One day, one of the girls noticed a large, brown, hairy tuft clinging to the light kiddie-corner to theirs... it was big-- a least 6 inches across- maybe bigger, and it clung day and night to the light...

Curious, Terri took a broomstick and swung at the hairy mass, trying to disturb it (half, so they could see what it was-- half hoping it would drop dead or fly away...) The large hairy thing fell flat on the concrete entryway...

Of course, if the girls had any sense, they would've grabbed a camera and taken shots to document the infamous findings. But of course, it wouldn't have been a true Urban Myth--- a Tall Tale Extraordinaire--if there was documentation. So the imagery lives in our imagination, and you'll just have to go off the precise recollections...

The Thing fell to the concrete, sprawled out in its hideousness. It was hairy, wide, and obtusely grotesque. It had large Eye Spots and easily measured at least 6-8 inches wide. It's hairs, or feathers.. or both... splayed out on the ground... it was truly a sight to behold.

Of course, instead of having the sense to grab a camera and document the experience, the girls did what girls do... scream uncontrollably... slamming the screen door and threatening bloody murder should The Thing somehow forcibly enter the apartment....

It was closely monitored for several hours... and, as before... didn't move an inch. It seemed hours, perhaps days until it moved... (the story gets fuzzy here with the passing years...)

But one day, it went missing.... gone, with no sign. And just a few days later, as they were gathered on their balcony, they saw a large, dark mass flying haphazardly across the skyline.

It had to be...

Mothra.

But don't just take my word for it... many others have seen Mothras...

The Legend Lives!

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