Chapter Sixteen

Got your toe

Tug had grown feet. They were tiny, dangled from the bottom of the walking stone, and were ticklish. He found that out as the stone walked over grass.
This made him giggle.
A giggling Troll, for most people, is a disturbing prospect.
As before, if the walking stone had an opinion, it did not voice it.

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