The Magic Watering Can Branding
t seemed that neither my friends nor Daniel liked kale.
Once they’d woken up, Chauncey offered each of them a sample of his breakfast specialty and they respectfully declined his offer just as I had. We all, however, gladly feasted on the bread and cheese he brought out. That, paired with the cup of coffee I’d been craving, really hit the spot.
When we were all fed, Chauncey proceeded to keep his promise and construct us a map of the Forbidden Forest. Before we left he gave us several more warnings about how “tree-stump stupid” it was for us to continue this journey. But these warnings, as he suspected, went unheeded. We trudged on.
Chauncey’s map proved to be extremely helpful as we ventured deeper into the Forbidden Forest. It marked all the paths we s
