[chilly s q u i d]

once upon a time, there was an elf named wolfe. wolfe often went for walks, for there was not much else to do in the icy, barren land he called home. one day when he was on one of his walks he came to a pinkish mountain. it was so wide and so tall that he could not see where it ended. curious, he went up and felt it with his little hand. it was soft and fluffy, the consistency of spun sugar. he tasted it, and found that it was spun sugar. it was warm, much warmer than his wintry home, so he burrowed into it. pushing through, wolfe found that it was hollow, so he opened up a little doorway. after crawling inside, he let out a small gasp."good goodness!" he exclaimed "its all so warm and so fluffy!!" so he climbed up a conveniently placed ladder and settled down for a well-deserved nap.