[littl3chocobo]

the book was growing frustrated, more than anything it wanted the reader to be happy. with a quiver of it's pages the book corrected the story again.

the child left the witch's house before the sun could crest the trees and the house of baba yaga was still sleeping. silently he passed through the yard and past the fence though as he did he tripped over a lone skull laying half buried in the dirt. picking it up the boy saw it was like the ones on the fence. with a shiver the skull shook in his hands. "put me on the fence, please child, if you do i will tell you a secret"