"What is your name?" you ask. He gives you a confused face.
"Your name?" you say more slowly. "My name is
Starlily. What is yours?" You say the words as you write them
on the mans peice of paper. He pulled it out when you came in and
you have been using it to communicate throughout the delicious meal.
"Everybody calls me Turtle."
He writes as you stand to go. "And I'm going with you." he
adds. You are stunned. You...
You watch the mans head bobbing on the surface of the tiny sprites.
After a while, you clear your throat, deciding that the sprites must
be tired of the big person in their midst. He looks up and smiles at
you with a nod. "Why doesn't he speak?" you think to your
self. He stands and steps out. "Hello." you say with a
curtsy. "Well?" You say when he makes no reply. He motions
toward the cottage on the banks of the sprite lake. He reaches for
your hand and before you realize whats happening, you are in the
cottage, now sitting down, now eating, now watching as the man takes
the last peice of bread as you finish your first peice.