On occasion the character I am working on is bigger and grander than their wee form can hold.
Their entire story unfolds between us, whether it’s an elf, a robot or a driftwood hoarding dragon. The origins, history or even just a wee slice-of-life moment emerges. Enjoy.
Written by me with occasional corrections by nosy fairies and grumpy mushrooms.
“Tell the humans I can run!” Calls out the chanterelle from my shelves of characters, where they are cheerfully admiring their own footsies and regaling the other characters with tales tall and short….
