[Osquer 42]
"Ah, now here's a sweet little maid," the trickster purred in his oily voice.
The delicate pixy he indicated lifted her head from the dew drops she'd been contemplating.
"Ha!" she cried, in a voice as bright as a crystal morning. "Do you think I'd fall for your foolishness?" The wise little faery zapped the imp with a cheerful thought and transformed him into a ray of sunshine. There was nothing he could do but spend the day getting in people's eyes. Poor trickster.
November 10, 2006 01:08 PM (16:08 EST)
"Ah, now here's a sweet little maid," the trickster purred in his oily voice.
The delicate pixy he indicated lifted her head from the dew drops she'd been contemplating.
"Ha!" she cried, in a voice as bright as a crystal morning. "Do you think I'd fall for your foolishness?" The wise little faery zapped the imp with a cheerful thought and transformed him into a ray of sunshine. There was nothing he could do but spend the day getting in people's eyes. Poor trickster.
November 10, 2006 01:08 PM (16:08 EST)
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