by npixelz » Mon Mar 06, 2023 6:19 am
Ya know, I used to know a little man, an elf, to be specific. He didn't tell me his name, as he'd heard telling fairies your name can be dangerous, so he told me to call him "man", or "my man", to which I agreed. He would often help me with chores, but one day he disappeared. I searched everywhere for him, high and low, but I could find neither hide nor hair. I grew discouraged, and ran out into the garden, where I shouted "where did my mango!?" And to my surprise, suddenly a mango tree grew, and I realized he had in fact told me part of his name. "Man" was the first half of his name, and only when he decided to go did I learn the second half