“What does it want?” the children would ask.
If you listen closely tonight, you might hear it. Thump-thump-thump. And if you smell cinnamon? Leave out a crumb. You’ll sleep better for it. miulfnut
Once upon a time, in a sleepy little valley tucked between the Crumble Hills and the Whispering Marsh, there lived a creature nobody had ever seen clearly. Its name was . “What does it want