The strange little people having securely chained my neck and limbs to one one another had further secured the chains betwixt three stony out croppings. I find myself immobile and unable to free myself. The ropes and scaffolding I soon learnt were not intended to provide additional restraint, but were for the curious little folk's odd and embarrassing activities. Little men with scythes cut my clothing into large rectangles. Other little folk collected the rectangles of fabric into bundles. The bundles were lowered via the scaffolding's pulleys and ropes into waiting carts. It took several hours, but I soon found myself naked. While they had harvested the fabric from the front and sides of my garments, they had been thankfully unable to reach the fabric between me and the sand. It surely would have been most unpleasant to have the sand creeping into my crack. I soon discovered that the indignity of nakedness was the least of the indignities these foul little creatures were planning to render to me. The little fellows returned with freshly sharpened scythes, and began to whack the healthy thatching of hair that covered my body. I confess I had always been quite hairy, and had lamented that fact on more than one occaision, but I really felt as though I was being raped by the little villains who were harvesting my body hair like farmers in England would harvest wheat. Carefully young lads and women gathered up the shorn hair into sheaves like hay which they bound and carefully lowered into more carts.
I pondered aloud, "What on earth could you find for my body hair?"
Unexpectedly, one of the little fellows strode across my now hairless chest, and spoke to me in the King's own English, "We shall use it to make rope. Lilliput is famous for our rope production, as well as our textile industry."
"My god, you speak English!"
"You may address me as Lord Baldric, but while to your brutish intellect I may seem a god, I assure you I am simply a Lilliputian. As for the language, I have no idea what Anglash is, but you seem to have a good grasp of the Lilliputian language for a dimwitted giant."
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