Tuesday, 1 February 2011

Thirty Two

When Nialvefel had finished his work and crafted the stars, the sun and all things that give light, he set about on his next task. The one that no one told him to do. He set about crafting a tiny creature just for himself.
And the other Gods, though they laughed and scoffed at his efforts (how he meticulously shaped its ears and curved its tail to an exact angle). Well, he could see how jealous they were, when he sat it upon his lap and stroked its silken, furry head.

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