I stared at the scene in an open mouth fashion. A density of trees made their acquaintances. I stood tall, facing forwards. The lavender haired maiden told me to meet up with the Imp. Slowly I inched closer towards the greenery. Suddenly without nowhere, appeared a small creature. It's dressed in multicolored trousers and a little buttoned up jacket. Its feet and hands are long, but its fingers and toes are even longer. It appears to be a little man, no taller than my kneecap. "Greetings human," the little thing said in a bubbly tone. "Let Crippy say. This is a happy, happy day. For us to meet, what a honour indeed. Let Crippy be your guide, through this forest deep and wide. And misery would come to none. Not Crippy or the Chosen one." I looked at the fascinated little person in awe. It's
