Tim pulled aside the rock at the entrance to his cave, dragging his reminder staff along with. The hunchback stepped outside of his small cave, and stared up at the sun until his eyes bled. Bled? He frowned, but then giggled.
He wasn’t short. At least, not in the same ways. But there was something new. The gentle hunchback had come short when attempting to remind the sun of people’s eyes.
Tim gave a small dance, shaking the staff and hollering gibberish. The skulls of the not-so-nice t
Once upon a time, there was a man named Tim. Now, Tim was short in multiple senses. Three, to be exact. His name, Tim, was short for Timoolra; he himself was not exactly very tall; and he was short on change. And so, he exited his home, rolling aside the stone that capped his small cave under the wall and striding into the sun.
As he saw it, he flinched, looking up at the sun, one he hadn’t seen before in his life. He stared up at it, giggling. Tim leapt at the sun, attempting to kindly rem
