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There were once three sisters spinning flax, and they said, "Whosever spindle falls, let us kill her and eat her."
The mother's spindle fell, and they left her alone.
Again they sat down to spin, and again the mother's spindle fell, and again and yet again.
"Ah, well!" said they, "let us eat her now!"
"No!" said the youngest, "do not eat her; eat me, if flesh you will have."
But they would not; and two of them killed their mother and cooked her for eating.
By Dan Scholz4.9
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There were once three sisters spinning flax, and they said, "Whosever spindle falls, let us kill her and eat her."
The mother's spindle fell, and they left her alone.
Again they sat down to spin, and again the mother's spindle fell, and again and yet again.
"Ah, well!" said they, "let us eat her now!"
"No!" said the youngest, "do not eat her; eat me, if flesh you will have."
But they would not; and two of them killed their mother and cooked her for eating.

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