Amethyst slowly approached, whispering, “Hello?”
“Uh oh.” The creature looked at Amethyst.
“Um…I said hi.”
“Greetings.” It spoke in a raspy voice.
“I see that you can talk.”
“Of course, I speak.” It seemed offended.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to insult you.” Amethyst looked up at where the animal-being was staring. “Why are you sitting there and what are you looking at?”
“I came here to visit the woman. I heard that she could cure me of this curse. And as for what I am looking at, it is the ram up there. Every time I reach a certain step, the ram hits me, and I come tumbling down,” it answered with a sad voice and blew its nose. “I have tried many ways of getting up there, but that ram knows.”
“How can it move so fast?” Amethyst questioned. “How does it know when someone is up there?”
