“Oo are you?”
Rocknipples bellows, obviously startled by the sudden appearance of
the guide.
“Who I am is of
little consequence,” the guide replies smoothly, “Save to say
that my master is more than a little influential in certain parts of
the Weave. No, what is of consequence is that Mister Raven be
allowed to go about his business unimpeded, and if he can help you
along the way, so much the better.”
“Ah'm listening,”
Rocknipples says, scratching his head.
“Well first,” Raven
begins, “You could try putting me down.”
“Ah fink,” the
troll replies, “Ah fink ah'll 'ear you bedder where you are.”
“Well then,” says
Raven as he dangles from the troll's mitt, “The problem as I see it
is that you've got yourself trapped in a broken fairytale.”
