The children of the village gather around Marvin and Lady Anthe and beg them to tell a story about their travels and adventures. -- Anon Guest
"How did we wind up doing this?" said Marvin, still in the process of making his home.
"Ha! That takes me back," Lady Anthe had a sharp-toothed grin. "You used to say that a lot when you were younger and sillier."
"I was very young when we met," he said. He put down his tools so he could concentrate on the storytelling for the rapt audience, mean age of six. "I was always a big lad for my age, they reckoned there was a little Giant blood in me, but I could never tell..."
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