[littl3chocobo]

he sat down in the snow pulling dark with him. 'once upon a time' he held the other tight like when they watched the faerie hunt 'there was a once a child, who shunning his friends and family sought to play by himself, one day he returned home and everyone had left. the house remained as it was when he left that morning only noone was to be found. he did not question it and did his best to go on with his day, he succeeded for three days before his loneliness was too much, he went into the woods and hid himself in a big tree to escape. a fairy lived in the little boy's tree and could hear his sadness. she asked him what was wrong and he told her of his family. so to make him happy again she built a little man made out of twigs and leaves from the tree, when she was done the little man began to dance and sing to the delight of the little boy.' he turned to the other hand hoped he understood. seeing the other nod he smiled 'but,' he said, leaving off the story, 'this is a tale unfinished, there are two versions, one where the little boy lives forever in the woods with his stick-man and another, i am the story-teller but you tell the story, how does this one end?'