market day
the market looms in the distenca color ful bunch of flags fluter high
abouv the city. "Hey Tyle! Tyle!" a voice calls from behind
you. You sigh and wait for the littel gobblin to catch up with you.
"Hi Jamtart." you say. he slides to a stop and hurridly fixs
his huge glasses so that they cover up his big green eyes. "How
can you be out on such a bright day? the night is so much better. then
i wouldnt have to wear these sun glasses." "well you dot
have to follow me. then you wouldnt have to worrie about sun
glasses." you say. you begin to walk again and he follows at your
heels. "But i have to folloe you." you sigh, "i know
Jamtart, i know." you enter the market.
