By the time we've reached the river, at the Northeastern side of the forest, Crippy had apologized for his lack of strength and thanked me for saving his life, about a million times over. I know fully well that Crippy isn't even remotely human, but even so I have decided to give him a gender. Talking about Crippy as an 'It' doesn't suit him at all. The tiny little man stared out over the river as his rhyme begins: "How thankful Crippy are, Crippy can not begin. So as a token of Crippy's appreciation. Take this pill, and a tail will- Grow, where legs must be. Be safe for the sake of Crippy." As he quoted the pill part in his rhyme, he handed me a strange looking pill. It's like nothing I've ever seen before. It seems that everytime I look down at it, it has mysteriously changed color. At le
